The Torture Of Wanting You

Like a demon from hell
you appear in my thoughts.
A tiny dancer dancing
in my consciousness.

You play me so well
like an instrument
and the music
is so sweet.

The horrible pain
of wanting
and not having
what I desire.

Why do you torture me so
by being just you?
Don't you know
I have feelings too?

Who asked you
to make me feel this way?
I hope it is as uncomfortable
to you as it is for me.

Can't you tell
that I want you?
Why do you keep
playing these silly games?

Oh, sure you think
it would be easier
if I would just tell you
how I feel about you.

Oh, that would just solve
everything now wouldn't it.
No way, I can hold out
as long as you can.