The unspoken truth

 The Unspoken Truth 

I am a fool to be desperate,

And you are wise to make me wait,

Though I pick petals of flower,

And call out the name like a little girl,

My mind is in a whirl,

From all the overthinking I’ve done,

But nevertheless there’s complaint for none,

Besides a long long.. wait under the sun.



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