Not seeing,
what you look at when you're with me.
Not knowing,
if together is were you want to be.
Not understanding,
hidden thoughts in your head.
Not comprehending,
the meaning of words that you've said.
Not speaking,
I'll ruin the mood, I fear.
Not beleiving,
words you wisper- softly, tenderly- in my ear.
Not realising,
that some people are worthy of trust.
Not loving,
for I know this feeling is just lust. |
Submission Name: Love?
