Have you ever felt an urge within?
Coming, going, returning again.
Looking at someone, knowing
it's them,
Wondering why they came your
way,
Fate must have come to play.
Piercing an arrow in your heart,
Until it began to smart.
Being forced to look away,
Waiting for another day.
Looking back to where you've
been,
Pretending someone is just
a friend.
copyright heather burns