Unrequited Love . .

[genial.soul]

I am, in your absence, incomplete -
Each day too empty, each night too long,
Following shadows down an empty street
Thinking, each corner I turn will be the one
Where you'll be waiting for me.

Alone in a crowd, I seem to see you just ahead,
But as I push my way to go where you seem to go,
I do not find you - someone else instead
Bears the form that made my heart lurch so

Sometimes I hear your voice across the street,
Or someone smiles the same way you smile,
And just for a moment, you are here with me
And I with you for just a little while.

Always the quest, the seeking and yearning,
Waking in the night, saying your name
Then restless slumber, the constant dreaming
Only to find in the light of morning -

After all - everything's still the same . .