Do I really have to do this?
Give our time to people who take the whole of you,
all of you?
Maybe I'm just too much into it,
Too much involved in the idea of you.
I wait the whole day to talk to you and hear your gentle voice,
While you submerge yourself in the background of the noise.
I lay in my bed waiting for you to speak,
Only to hear I'll have much more silence to keep.
You give them the whole of you,
My time of you.
Consider me crazy,
Consider me selfish,
But I don't want to compromise my time with you, of you.
You seem so unbothered by my time with you,
Or you do care but just play it off so cool.
I really want to know what you think all day while I'm away?
Is it me running in your mind's endless arrays or your friends who always seem to bring in me some kind of dismay.
You don't know how much I await this time with you,
But you, you seem to share it off,
the whole of you.
Speak nice words,
To make it look cool,
But you don't know that my soul shatters everytime I have to give away my time of you,
The whole of you.
You say you love me,
I really know you love me,
Then why take from me the whole of you,
My time with you.
Today was the day I needed you,
But since you gave the whole of you,
I could only be comforted by the idea of you.
I wanna run into your arms or atleast melt into your voice to escape from the inside noise.
You won't share my time with you,
The whole of you,
To anyone or someone new,
That's what I was told by you,
I think I'm experiencing something which certainly is not new.

© K