by Adam Mccue

Created on: March 24, 2009

My Indication

Whilst my heart breaks to this sky, I am lost, not to be found,

my soul cries for compassion, yet away from you I am bound,

strange as a dream this may seem, as I am the quiet fool,

for I have never told your ear, that my heart speaks for you,

and evermore, to these moments, precious they are to me,

as I could stand by you every day, yet this truth, you weren't to see,

things I could say, to dissuade such things chained inside,

I would have you never know, as long as I hadn't lied,

yet in this stance in my memories, you really need to know,

I have such a selfish hope, yet I know not to show,

and as these stars fill my mind tonight,

I have in me, to see you in such clear sight,

ever since one such day, such a while ago, this broken heart rang true,

it was in that enlightened moment, I knew that dearly, I loved you,

yet cast away, to the heart of me, I buried this from fear,

for I became weak and weary, that your voice, I'd never hear,

and in an instance, I could see those eyes as you lit the moon,

I could never stare so long, for I became lost so soon,

I beg you, always know, that if I fall apart,

you will always be the one, to be in my whole heart.

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