Lost
Tears upon blunder
I dream in a world of colour
but, I see black and white.
Upon these tears I blunder
but like glass my fragile
Pieces begin to shatter.
My fragile heart, reduced
to a pile of rubble I have
laid, hesitantly by you adoring
feet. I still wait upon that day
that you may call me yours
but, patients is the key to my long
Lasting happiness. My adoring
eyes search for your everlasting
figure against my walls so that
your shadow may find refuse amongst
Mine.