Tenderness

(Wrote back in 2006)

 The dark water lingers over a dimmed reflected light
Casting my eyes slowly to capture the sight
Here comes another small sad sigh
Slightly departing from these lips of mine
A loving heart will scarcely understand
What it feels like to feel unwanted
What it feels like to be a burdened trouble
What it feels like to lose the grip of those who were once close
Left behind to watch from afar

 Every time I take a look in the mirror
I never look completely complete
Always just half hollow
Don’t want anyone else to feel what I have felt for so long
So my pain turns into tenderness

 Talking to myself, laying on an unmade bed
My eyes fixated upon the window
The drapes fluttering, what seems endlessly
Needlessly to say
Why the moon gives a glare    
Instead of shining its glisten grace upon me
Didn’t expect to be the one who was always all alone
Maybe then I should just wait for the early dawn to arise
At least I’ll be able to have my shadow back beside me again

 Every time I take a look in the mirror
I never look completely complete
Always just half hollow
Don’t want anyone else to feel what I have felt for so long
So my pain turns into tenderness

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