Within

Every day we talk of what was,

every day we talk of what should be.

I listen and respond to what you say,

each response attuned to your need.

There is no beckoning of what could be,

only the gleam of your happiness enfolded.

I only profer what is asked,

not wanting to taint the pleasure of us.

My pain is not a visual form,

the torture embibes the presence of you.

I want you to see me as I am,

but you only have what you see.

The pain and agony of your choices,

I emulate the response any would give.

Only to hide the worth of myself,

within my heart troubled to bare.

I want you to see within my heart,

that only within my eyes reveal.

Talk to me as you would another,

but gaze within to seek a lover.

 

Author's Note

This is about how I interact with someone I want more than just a mere friendship but dont know how to approach the situation. So I pain myself hoping they will see the desire within me from just the look in my eye.

Reviews

[Gheeneil]

This happens in actuality. It's just difficult to voice it out and cross the line beyond friendship. It's a risk. I enjoyed reading this.