Craving your Heart

When I say something

You’ve probably heard it before

When I crave reaching your heart

I compete with more than four

When I call, you’re never there

yet I don’t know what for

.

When I call you “My Life”

That is what I really mean

I think that’s what you’ve seen

.

I know many called you this

And that was before me

I know many didn’t meant it

and some could kill me

I know I’m not the one

and you have others than me

.

I blatantly speak and shout

Like a lover without a doubt

Trying to take away your pout

And let all the sorrow out

.

Yet you are as polite as a stranger

Careless sometimes as foreigner

You don’t ask as if you’d be an interloper

.

Oh dear, though I know it all

I keep attempting to stay and call

Struggling to be the best one

That you can trust and never fall

and here I give my heart as a whole

.

©2011 Miss Art³³