hopelessly romantic

It is so hard

loving another

who doesn't reciprocate.

The push, and the pull

The dance between our souls

As we venture through the ups and the downs

of this bitter-sweet sound.

The notes carry us,

The weep and the woe,

As I listen to your heartbeat lull.

It beats of a pattern,

The titter and tatter.

Though it is soft,

It's tiny voice speaks a name belonging to another.

Though I know I must let you go,

I can't help but to let this seedling of hope grow.

I daydream of a day,

where I can hold you till dawn breaks.

Lead astray,

lost in the warm stream of reverie

Unaware of reality,

I awake to your profound love to somebody not me.

It rips my heart open wide,

A gaping hole left in plain sight,

I need the weave of your love,

to patch it back up.

Knowing that day will never come,

I leave my heart full of none,

And watch with sorrow,

as you find your one.

Hopelessly romantic I am,

A victim to this game,

I am nothing but a flaxseed grain,

No future left to this love game.