Heart on a page

Whatever tomorrow brings

I'll be there

the words I long to hear

with a meaning so sincere

I'll know they truly care

Am I anything more than

a name scribbled on a note,

just something that you wrote,

or do I have a chance?

Can I look into your eyes

finding a wonderful suprise

of tenderness and kisses

possibly laughter and wishes

or will it be my demise?

What is love? Is it real?

is it better to feel

or be numb to experience no pain

but there'd be nothing to gain.

Am I worth the effort,

worth the time,

worth the moment when you become mine?

Or is it just more proof

that all of you are distant and aloof?

"Nobody wants to be the last one there"

so where, oh where, are you?

I fall quickly and way too far

over and over

I don't know who you are.

A sense of solitude without peace

bondange without release

I've never been so crippled

so crumpled and ripped

so unable to stand

not able to grasp who I am.

I know what I want

but it's a matter of me finding him

or him finding me

maybe one day I'll truly see

that I don't need you to live

to move on and forgive

but still the hurt touches my soul

shreds me to pieces

keeps me from becoming whole

I know you're out there

somewhere

you're thinking of me

I'm thinking of you

wondering if this true love deal

is actually true.

I'm searching

I'm waiting

I'm lurching

I'm hating

I"m longing.

My darling, my love

I don't know when and

I don't know how

but I want you

I need you

and I'm ready now.