why is it, that
whenever you start to cry,
he is never around, and
won’t be there til you’re done?
too much to ask for, then
some comfort or some sign
I know you care and all,
only cause thas what you said.
squeeze hug snuggle
all that neato nifty stuff
sorta like that more, not less
once will never be enough
change is hard too,
even gradually
if life stayed the same
we’d lay suspended in time
oh well. jus thought I’d share.
asking politely makes you quiet,
demanding makes you scarce
‘s when yer hurt, though,
that I feel your love.
