A Longing

Stoic air in my lungs
Words I wish to say
But my throat gets clogged 
I sit, laid back and watch
Looking softly
Glancing to see If they notice
The glimers
The peekings
Wondering 
Every time hoping
They will realize

He is close to me
Now finally
So close it hurts
Hearing his voice 
Resonate in my ears
This kind 
Good hearted 
Voice
Burns my insides with a passion

The words they speak
Mean nothing
Nothing at all
I think to myself 
Every minute that passes

Here I am
Alone and forgotten
A being longing
Afar from the 
Rose coloured glass

Watching looking
To see when I can speak
But cannot
My throat gets clogged 
blood pulses my heart
And its hard to breathe

So all I can do is think,
Look watch me 
I am here
Right next to you
Beside you
Notice me
Please