He
He needs your love and not your silence,
He needs your company and not your violence,
He finds it hard to balance,
When he finds coming closer has an expense,
He,
with feelings so vast and dense,
Waits for an acceptance,
She,
who guards her feelings with a fence,
Each day strengthening the defence,
Hiding her real emotions in every sense,
missing his presence,
Not a hint of visible hurt essence,
And finally the day arrives to end the suspense,
And
It's she who calls it ego, taunt, sarcasm of the past, causing an incense,
he, who all the while, was only wanting to hear words of romance,
is more than willing to acknowledge the lesson of common sense,
He still waits for her words of confession, with all the effervescence,
and probably will wait for-ever with all his innocence :)
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