Water Soul

 
She is waiting on me to tell her no lies,
But I am still mute as to what to do.
I am already see-through when she smiles.
If she touched my arm I would puke.
Not from disgust, but from sheer excitement.
My body would not know how to react,
So the vomit would rise and I would reach enlightenment.
Reminder to self, do not do that again.
Women do not like it when you throw-up on their dress.
It kind of ruins their day.


The feelings inside me want to burst out my body,
Waving a big sign saying I like you, yep you!
I should just tell her I like her,
So she can say I am sorry,
I have no interest in anything that you do.
Well ain’t that just a kick in the teeth!
Stupid me, stupid people, stupid planet, I want to leave.


The two of us can move on and go back to being strangers.
Love only hurts anyway, so I will keep my heart out of danger,
And just say nothing…Waiting on her…
My heart is dying, my time is fading, my hair is grey…sprinkle the dirt.


The final door to be closed or not to be?
I am all out of options.  The answer will not shock me,
Unless she wants me,
But I have given up on my dreams;
I no longer believe I am destined.


As I walk into the last chance saloon,
It is do or die.  Do I live with you?
Do I become bullet proof and protect you?
Or do I become see-through?


Love is over, while I burn in my own passion.
Nothing soothes; endless, nameless.
There is no shame in admitting defeat.
I tried my best to find you soulmate,
But you are gone and I am so lost,
I am becoming less than less.
I guess we will never be.


Aching bones hold up a fractured ego.
I would have gone wherever she goes,
Holding her hand, being her man,
Making plans…
But now…
Just damn.


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