Stuck

[Todd]

Something I am working on

* I hunger for you but you do not feel the same, what am I to do? I feel oppressed now.
* Does my own heart deceive me?
* Tell me you yearn for me too, I stand by watching while others are you with, shameful on my part I know.
* I waste my time hanging onto "maybe"

These feel like notes you'd use to construct a poem, not the poem itself.

So, one person wants the other person to reciprocate what they feel. You could play with the hunger image a bit.

I imagined candlelight.
You were incandescent.
I wanted a quiet dinner.
You were an all-you can eat buffet.

Just thoughts.

Best,

Todd