Sunday, May 19, 2013

Talking to myself

Sometimes love
I feel like I'm talking
to myself

I can see that
you hear me 
And you've told me 
you care

But half the time
I send you a poem
or hold you close
all goes quiet 

I am left alone
with my thoughts
with my fears
I hear no words
I feel no warmth 

I am glad to know you
I'm honored to be chosen 
to hear your deep thoughts 
your sweet songs 

And truly 
you are worth it 
the moments of doubt and fear 

But when you remain silent 
in the face of 
my eternal babbling 
I feel alone

Like I'm talking 
to myself

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