so here i sit on stone in sun

pondering my heart strings, again undone

pulled and pulled, a pleasant warm tug

all this happening without even a shrug

lost in thought about someone in my heart

to blind to see, not ready for the part

one-sided, two-sided, three-sided me

every which way, outside is of me

waiting, wanting, patiently outside

inside i rage to burn like a star

bright lite ahead, am i blinded by hope

lost sight of the now

question myself, know the answers