Mean the World

See you daily, sitting
Across from me I long to
Be yours, for you to
Be mine, 'tis a secret to
Me and another

Want to ask the question
So badly, but cannot find
The words, choking madly
On the lost moment I
Had, it won't come again

Eyes lose focus, letting my
Mind see the true
Image, pure with my
Suppressed longing, restrained with
Mantra of long prctice

Love for another clouds
The future is dim with passion
Left Out in the cold
Like a small child, starved
But not yet dying

Waiting, the clock goes
Tick and tock, ever telling
Me the long moments
Never coming back, it is
The time I missed out being with you

Never know my worth
But know I don't deserve
You have better things to
See my pain, searing, shredding
My heart

My mind is ever
Revolving, a many lane traffic jam
Hear my plea
Know the truth
Unaware, you mean the world to me
 
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