standing alone

so when the evening comes to an end
taking a moment to see clearer
and make the arrangment to get more air
never mind the staring and the subtext
doing my best to keep on making my way
into the obvious direction you would prefer
needing to be where i knew i saw coming
getting more and more time to accomplish my goals
asleep with the final choice that everyone made
like the waiting for a perfect recepie to finish
on the day that you will find out i am waiting
now three presents for you on my table and
never wanting just some time with you more

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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