The
fact that I love you – no surprise,
But
this heart sobs and cries –
I
sit alone and wait for your call,
But
they say, “pride goth before the fall!”
I
look out my window hoping you’ll drive by,
But
I’m fooling myself and I don’t know why!
So
sad, my day is turning into night,
And
I know you are nowhere in sight –
Am
I just telling myself a lie?
As
I watch the morning dew dry . . .
In
this sadness it’s hard to take breath,
This
must be harder than death!
The
fact that I love you – no surprise,
But
this heart still sobs and cries!
Thomas
Theophilus© September 18, 2025