Is it any wonder that I'm on the ground looking
Up into your yes
Those piercing
Eyes
That look into me so deeply as I try
To explain
Myself
I'm here
Wanting so much
Needing only
Understanding for those
'Little Things'
Of
MINE
Is it even necessary for me to be so low
My standard
My familiar
My place
For the complete Trust
Sincerity
Love
Of you
Without constant conflict
Over what has been non-issues
(Or so I thought)
I'm broken down
Falling to pieces over you
Wanting nothing more but to be whole
Trying to
Deny my fate
Of being here on the ground
Looking into piercing eyes
For all of eternity......