Longing for the Lost
The Moon Howls At The Wolf
A story about a girl who loves a boy, who never knew.
There is something utterly demeaning abut starring at the back of a head
But for five long years I have suffered my fate and longed
I longed to be hugged by his arms, and kissed by his lips
To speak with his words, and argue against his opinions
And at one time I thought I was close, very close
To gaining what I had desired to claim as my own
But then he became attached to another
So now every time I turn the corner, there he stands
Entwined in another and connected forever
And I was left all alone
Pretending that he was kissing my lips
September 4th, 2:00 pm
Written at a family function where once again my cousin asked me who I was dating. This is what I wanted to say, but couldn't. Still writing poetry instead of my college essy... go figure!
Hope you like it, and even if you didn't, all feedback is welcome!