14 marca 2014
At times (English sonnet]
At times she says that she does love me
but my innermost feelings to her is unknown.
Sometimes she is angry, chilly or acts with sincerity
and it feels as if on the big old earth I am alone.
At times my words she does not notice, or when I pass by,
or even the small things that I in love do
and I wonder if another has caught her eye
when her words and actions hurts me through
and daily I am more and more lost while the world goes on,
whilst at times rain pours down, or brightly the sun does shine
and all hope and what is left of life seems gone
while she lives in her own world and I in mine
and she acts as if she knows me barely,
as if continually from me she wants to be free.
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