The pain of love for someone that can’t committ to the same type of feelings. The frustration of it, emotions raging out of control and trying not to show those feelings because they are not returned.
To know you comes with distress,
without you there is no rest.
My heart pounds when you are near,
not knowing your love is what I fear.
Emotions rage as an uncontrolled fire.
Your favor is what I most desire.
Loving you creates unrequited pain,
that promises nothing more than scornful disdain.
What shall I do, is the question I ask,
that will hide this guilty love-lorn mask?
Confusion fills my mind,
as I search hoping to find,
a hint of shared feeling.
A heart that is yielding.
I can’t take this indecision.
You must know if you are part of the mission.
Burdened down and weary.
I have been all for you that I can be.
Now it’s your turn to wonder about me.
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