The skies are dark and rain pours down
I stand on the beach, waiting for you to come find me
Sure an argument or two, but what does that compare to love?
Here I stand and here I shall until the realization comes
You aren't coming are you?

I've been so afraid to say these words cause I don't want to hurt you
And you are oblivious to the fact that you hurt me
But it never occured to me that you wouldn't care
Do you love me, yes you say
But no no you don't

Maybe this isn't ok
Maybe you don't care
Maybe that means something to me

It seems unrealistic that when I need you, you come
But first I have to scream death cause you don't understand
By simple words, that I suffer your invisible torture
Why do I need to tell you I hurt
To get your attention?

I'm sorry I don't ask for much but this I really need
Reassurance that you realize the simple words I love you aren't all it
takes
Compassion for you to stand behind me hand in hand not back to back
And you can't hear my words saying I'm not ok without worry
Why is this not true?

Maybe this isn't ok
Maybe you don't care
Maybe that means something to me
But it doesn't matter to you

-Rikta Dh'Wyrai-

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Daedalan, in the year 304 AF.