BEWILDER ME.

too much, i never asked. a few, i did accept. hundred days i keep, spoiled for what you are. entwined with silence. lived in despair. to spill out what i feel, i wanted. but the more you get close, the more you seem distanced. i cried, with tears inside. i shouted, with my voice imprisoned. waiting was never facile. but to me, it was. it has been. and it will ever be. for as long as i wait, the longer i live. even with hurts and vague desires, i can stand. but forever, i do not understand. why so many days, not a single one appeased. why a thousand hour could never take away, but a minute compensates myriad. too vague i see. too easy is not too easy. i wanted. i needed. i want. i need. i will want. i will need.