*Longing for someone. Not acting on it when you’re given openings to do so because you’re waiting for the perfect moment.*


I’m in an asylum I created.

A prison in which I stay frustrated.

I feel fear and doubt of my own doing.

And all the while I keep on pursuing,

Chasing thoughts that you could really be mine,

Always close but never crossing that line.

I’m just left hoping for a chance with you,

Or a chance to prove all that I would do,

The lengths I’d go to win over your heart.

I just want the chance to give us a start.

I want to break free from these chains that bind.

I want my heart to stop being confined.

I think of you every night and day,

Waiting for the chance to sweep you away.

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