Mon, 04/29/2013 - 03:56 -- 6aturn

I like this guy, I like him a lot
in fact he already holds a place in my heart.

I wonder and ponder what he thinks of me
in the end it is me he doesn’t see.

So I wait by the shore
hoping someday he'd want more.

But that day never comes
I am sad, I am bummed.

I waited for him until all hope was gone
not realizing what I had done.

I wasted my life, by the shore, all those years
sat there quietly, eyes full of tears.

But now I am older and far more wise
I am no longer stuck onto those lies.

I found my own love, my own slice of life
she is lovely, my beautiful wife.




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