Wayward thoughts

I don't know, what to do,
I'm only, Infatuated
by the thought of you.

Wouldn't call this love,
never progressed to it,
always parted,
before we knew.

Separation still feels a lot of worse,
the longing seems to be my curse.

Wild thoughts run free,
hard it gets to rein the sea.

The sea at storm,
fears churning the tempest,
rudderless I row,
sailing aloof.

Lost in life,
apart we stand,
silent, I remain,
as if shouldn't open my mouth.

I can't tell you what I feel,
thinking the time isn't right,
watching it all pass by,
knowing how quick
relations can change.

The words I utter
lost in pain,
if time can heal,
so shall remain.

The winds have changed,
the waves are mellow,
unknown waters all around.

I don't know, what to do,
I'm only, Infatuated
by the thought of you.