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I gave but wanted....

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She became like a well
A place where I merely
Threw my gifts, affection, words in
Hoping that I might somehow
Receive something in return,

And I know that thinking sounds greedy
Shows that my kindness does in fact
Have strings attached
But that's not it at all,
I just wanted a token in return
Some small gesture that she did indeed
Feel the same way

I didn't expect large words of love
Nor opulent rings
Just a small trinket
A sign that she reciprocated,

But humans are edgy creatures
Always looking over their shoulders
And terrified at the sight of their insecurities
Keeping a steady pace with them.

I want to apologize for my uncertainty
Since until now I've been allowing myself
To believe that if I gazed down into her well
Long enough I would find a tiny gift in return
But I cannot,
I am uncertain and insecure
Easily poisoned by others words
Not unlike many others if not all people

But I should not hope for
What she is not willing to give
And so I settle once again at her ledge
Tamed enough to wait for awhile yet
I gave and gave until one day my wrist was arrested
And a voice murmured As she given you anything?
I was slow to admit that she had not
But that I didn't mind, she didn't have too
But my stomach could not stand the lie
And vomited up my true thoughts.
I did in fact wish she would
Even just a piece of yarn,
I could tie it around my pinky
And be pleased enough with it.

But it is not my place to want for things
That are not mine to have
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VittoriaOttilia's avatar
this is so sad and true at the same time.
I might dare to say that this happens when you expect people close to you to reciprocate your affection, and when they don't do it, well, it's rather disappointing.
it's like an eternal search for happiness and love from peole we care for.