Proceeding

All around me
love is proceeding.
It knows no boundaries,
It trespasses freely.

I am all alone...

People entwine themselves
in each other's hands
even their souls,
as well as their hearts.

I am still forsaken...

They predict each word
that flows form each
other's lips,
Love connects them.

I am still forgotten...

When they rest,
they dream of each other,
they think of tomorrow,
what will it bring for them?

I predict the same old day...

I am tired of the ones,
who are over the top
every day
"I love you so much!"

I am still desolate...

I await the day,
my Juliet comes,
the one who understands
Me...

I am still alone...