Stuck in an almost torturous dilemma, I wait
For either a sign or a light
To lead me through these fazing emotions to the right mate.
Out of all the creatures underneath the world's stalactites,
Where no one can see the daylight,
I just had to become charmed and captivated
By these two associates, whom in hindsight
Would be better if left undated, so politics won't be complicated.
Though it would be easiest to leave these thoughts out of sight,
I just felt a need to scribble down a translated
Copy of my emotions on one piece of paper to light
Into a flame, but though my written words are now ash, I'm still frustrated.