I am yours.
I wonder if you will ever want me too.
I hear your voice, and hear past the cold tone.
I see beyond your eyes, which haunt my dreams, and torture the depths of my soul.
I want all of you.
I am yours.
I pretend that you know of my secret passion.
I feel the weight of your stare.
I touch my face, as tears of confusion and despair course down my cheeks.
I worry that my love may never be returned.
I cry an inaudible cry, longing for your touch.
I am yours.
I understand, as hard as it is, that you can never be mine.
I say, "I need you."
I dream that you need me too.
I try to forget this endless ache, but I fail miserably.
I hope that one day, you will free me from this prison.
I am yours.
