The frustration of longing

It’s like you’re never listening

No matter what I say

But your eyes are glistening

I’m sorry I couldn’t be all you expected of me

It’s so hard to accept

I’ll never be the perfect man

Long drive home

But your arms don’t feel the same

Here it goes

Out the window

It’s all for show

It’s like pulling out the rug

From under my own feet

No matter how hard I stand

I’ll always miss the beat

Couldn’t make it here

No I could never bear

The immense weight

Of this relationship I wear

Poo