Wavy.

 Don't leave me high 

Up in the sky 

Left me to fly 

What if i die, There.

Day dreaming of what could 

Crying about what should.

Shouldn't I be able to,

love you,

Mourn you,

Adore you 

Be for you!

All these side attractions 

Cant be called distractions 

When your only but a fraction 

In my hearts reaction

Thats was my final feeling

That was my soul's sanction 

My spirit, but a lonely mansion 

Broken into bits and units

Disorder, only fastened

demeaning, ever expanding

Reminding me that i am not to be,

the one,

Love, telling me that its not my turn 

Now all my mind can do is run

All i hope is i get to have some fun.