Friday, November 18, 2011

First moves

Hearts broken with the
words never spoken.

Tears of frustrations
to pour, needing more.

Complicated series of
events, need to vent.

Begging for truths,that
can only come from you.

Wanting and waiting for
dreams to come true.

I Cannot make the first
move,until I know what
I am to you.

Scared to put myself out
there, if my heart is to
suffer once again in despair.

Waiting to hear the words
you had once spoken, my
breath I keep holding.

Needing to feel more,cannot
live my life any longer not
knowing what you feel.

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