when I wake, another note in my hand
makes me smile, sweet tears, I can't stand
then some days you are too busy
not sure if you still think of me
salty tears of loneliness arrive
waiting until the day you revive
the love inside I hide
waiting for you to decide
I love you dearly but scared to say
because your actions say "nay nay nay"


Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 631 AF.