Keeping it on the hush

Words of my likes are no where near neccessary.
Irrelivant even to a lonely obituary.
It is as if invisible lines have been drawn.
Am I stepping over boundaries that don't belong?
Getting only eighty percent of the ticking that is left.
As I give my undenyable whole hearted best.
Coming up in between actions as just an other average stiff.
Willingness is not even on the to do list.
To give is to receive as a bond untold.
Seems what I want is always put on hold.
I need not to believe in a mouth that is false.
Repeating what I want to hear is a flaw.
Loves design is not completely understood.
Untouched cravings set aside that I wsih she would.
I'm creating a sheild as I fight for my likes.
Even married to my breath taking wife.
I no longer want what makes me, me.
Held out on to long of what is suppose to complete.
Resistance of selfishness shows a face.
And I'm beginning to believe I don't have what it takes.
To have the desireable passion that takes no interest.
Is it possible I'm not worth the touch more than a kiss?
My own desires are a unmentional problem as of this far.
Yet I'll do anything as I have from the start.
It is not two ways on the street that is lived.
Maybe it is me I do not get.
Putting someone else first before thy self.
I only want an other to honestly help.
Make me that one they would do for like no other.
Sometimes I wonder why I should bother.
With the things that make me tick.
Feels like I need to get a fucking grip.
I am wrong for asking as if I am begging.
I think I am going to be forever waiting.
That is not the way two as one was meant to be.
Half stepping reallities ever wanted dream.
I have patience for my only to realize what it takes.
Possibly accepting love as an undenyable fate.
Does she know what she has before her eyes?
I do not front refusing her fix as I worry about mine.
I just want for someone to do for me.
What is it I have to do to get off my knees?
I feen for it so bad it tully hurts.
To know an other does more tha flirt.
I've been in the possition and been left alone.
Coming up short is not imagined in the dome.
All that is wanted is a love that is rare.
Yet it seems for my enjoying she does not care.
I found that unique individual that means that much.
Guess I'm not as important as I keep it on the hush.

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