Love

God woman, you\'re beautiful. Your gentle curves, highlighted by the golden sun, hold me captive in your essence. Your laughing eyes, ever dancing, call me into the realm of not-awake-not-asleep, as I crave you. Maybe it\'s the summer\'s heat, or maybe you\'re just the perfect woman; a life-force to me. It aches: my heart. It\'s bursting with the thought that you are so close to me, yet so far. It hurts whenever you aren\'t around, but moreso when you are. Pain stains my shirt: a spray of red love tattooed onto my heart. You are sitting beside me, but I cannot reach you. I have trouble whenever you are near. I\'m in love. I can\'t help myself. I tell you. You\'re too busy for me, or so you say. I know the truth though. You like men with \'big muscles and a thick neck\'. I want a second chance. But I\'ve been hurt. Too many times. I don\'t want to hurt again, but i want a second chance. I want you to love me the way that I love you, but I know you\'ll just become more distant from it. My heart is broken.