Love Sick

I want you to love me

I want you to hold me Tight

Yet you are scared

To hold my hand…

Am I banned?

You tell me

Often that I am 

… It feels as though

Our bed is a dam 

constricting Your love 

from getting to the other side

You lay pillows between us 

In hopes to hide 

But if I abide Then Love

continues to die

maybe I am 

The one in flight

Ready to start a fight 

But If so… I’m surely insane 

or perhaps… I’m Love Sick 

And soon I’ll be dead

given too much

But it’s all in my head

Love is my purpose

And  we take

What we can get

Please don’t forget

you once thought

I was worth the bet







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