Say You Love Me

You’ll slowly begin to forget. There’s nothing I could say or do. To fill up the space between. No love I could give to make you reciprocate. No procreation of like or love that you could share with me. I’m out of luck. Out of love. Possibly wasting my time. Trying to find something that is all mine. I want you to see me but I know enough to know there’s nothing I can have. Even when it’s worth keeping. Sometimes I give it all away with a wish and a prayer. Knowing it won’t save me but only change me in the end. For good or bad. I’ll never know until it happens.