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Only Lonely







Why/ do/ I/ let/ you

Make/ me/ feel/ on/ly lone/ly/

With/ you/ not/ with/ out/



Careless words you toss with a bullet’s velocity.

Me, reeling, stumbling, a mental grasping at invisible straws.

Holding still, I try avoiding my hearts inevitable fall.

Hiding, clutching the hurt close, tired of shaking it off.

Giving you excuses for the way you act, anger still flows with hot tears.

No notice from you as you go along your merry way.

Again unaware, stoic disregard of your effect on me.

Eventually perhaps, I will stop wanting to pay your price for my happiness.

The stakes in your game are becoming to high, or I am perhaps to old to gamble

On your generosity, the rewards to little and too far between to ease my hunger for your touch,

I tire of beseeching for that from you, you spend your love on me with a miser’s coin,

Making sure you receive more then you give, getting good value,

Not one unnecessary kiss or wasted caress, I am kept waiting,

Beggar like, hands outstretched and empty, listening without hope to your unfulfilled promises,

Never knowing when you might deign to honor them or me with your presence.

Your simple existence a banquet that I, the one you claim to love, do not feel welcome at.