I sit here near empty.
While you fill up daily.
I extend my hand,
It gets slapped away.
I wish I never.
Ever.
Spoke those words of Love.
Now I sit heartbroken.
Empty.
Waiting.
It feels like eternity.
I don’t know how long.
How long, I can last.
Please.
Talk to me.
Copyrighted - Sunshine Hippie 2011
