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Pull
Like ever-pliable taffy
He pulls at my longing heart
The sweet pain it causes
Is my only substitute
For the emotions he lacks
Oblivious to my deeply entrenched feelings
He keeps pulling
And my sad heart passively
complies
So filled with love and caring
It is unable to do anything but yield
And after the tugging is over
It
swells within my chest with such a passion
I fear it will cause my whole body to burst
And with a sigh and a smile
I go back to the heartache and the torture
Grateful for every last shred of attention
Even if every second of
it threatens to tear my heart out
For I am in love
Trapped in my silent prison of amorous tendencies
Unwilling
to give light to the truth
Fearful of the disaster it would unfailingly bring
Yet ever yearning to know if my thoughts
are mirrored in his
Pulled in so many directions
I only hope I am as elastic as the taffy
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