how can it be that there are so many people
on this earth, and yet i feel like i am alone?
how can it be that i see you everyday
yet i can't make my love for you known?
why is it that i believe you love me
even though i have never spoken to you?
why is it that i live in these fantasies that
are not real and will never be true?
when will i decide to break the quiet monster
of my demeanor that i have created?
when will you decide to answer my imaginary calls
that for so long i have waited?
what is it that i am trying to say?
not even i could tell you