The Game

My heart is drawn to you today
   In a passionate way, that becomes hurtful, when you say
I’m busy, I’m tired, or that other excuse,
  but hey, my emotions are mine, my burden to lose

To think of me, standing in my shoes,
   it’s not yours to care
Wanting your presence, being sad or simply bored,
   it’s just not yours to bear

I know…

I’m a grown up man, have a beard and all
But the child inside is still scared to call…
… you!

My laughing ally, fellow cheerful soul
When boredom, troubles knock on our doors,
   we come together, and bring life back under control

Busy days and tired nights,
   they all come through
It’s all so much easier really,
   when I share things with you

So come back with me,
   let us play the game you tell
It’s your favourite one,
   one I never played well

I thought for hours now, what should I do
I don’t want to be stupid, trying too much too

Did I do something wrong,
   Is this all annoying you?
I got into overthinking,
   but honestly, I have no clue

Somehow empty inside,
   I drop the screen from my hand
In this silly internal battle,
   again defeated I stand

Though I miss you so much,
   your number I can’t call,
But tomorrow is a new day
   hoping this isn’t our fall

Though I want you much,
   I’ll keep the hope alive
And if you come with a new day,
   I won’t ask today’s why

Today I couldn’t call cause… whatever,
   strange of me, I know
I will forget all these confusions next time I see you smile,
   and hear your voice saying a simple hello