Is it too much to ask
For my love to be
returned
Just one simple
gesture of warmth
That is all I’ve
yearned
A burning passion is
hoped for
Though in truth not
expected
A heartfelt
acknowledgement
But no heart has been
detected
Drifting in and out of
my life
As if I’m a convenient
respite
Then when interest
wanes
I am again alone in
the night
Each bland uncaring
rebuff,
Is another dagger to
my heart
My love is treated
with apathy
But I miss it when
we’re apart
I chastise my self for
my weakness
For accepting it and
making do
I deserve better than
this
I deserve a love
that’s honest and true
I have paid all my
dues
I have paid in like an
endowment
Never made a
withdrawal
Still there is no
return on my investment
Now my will to
continue is gone
As I am left once more
Forlorn
I pray for my anguish
to be at an end
Like a bird impaled
upon a thorn
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