As the wall I’ve built around me begins to crumble,
and this emotional awakening pierces through my bubble,
I see a glimmer of hope beckoning,
like a moth to a flame, I’m drawn closer to the day of reckoning.
Your cold stare can be so disarming,
your indifference, ever so inviting.
Why am I being cursed for following my heart?
Why is this stream of passion tearing me apart?
You are my everything,
yet to you, I am nothing.
And it’s perfectly alright,
because your apathetic eyes have restored my sight.
As distant as the stars in the night,
as fleeting as the moon in broad daylight.
Someday, the love that I truly deserve will find me,
and because of you, I will be ready.