When will you understand my love?
When will you listen to, what I am saying,
and understand, what I am not saying?
When will you see, what I am hiding?
When will you know, what I mean by,
what I am not trying to convey?
When I pretend to be angry with you,
I want you to do your damnest,
to coax me into smiling at you.
When I walk away in a huff,
I long for you to run after me,
And bring me back to you.
When you look into my unsmiling eyes,
I want you to sense my sorrow,
And chase my cares away.
When I try and choke back my tears,
I need you to hold me close,
say nothing, but just be there with me.
When I say,” I hate you,”
I want you to say,” I love you too”.
I don’t know what I need,
But I want you, to understand.