I feel a serious pain; I'm suffering from lovesickness, <br />Lumps growing from my heart with skin of such thickness. <br />The girl I love right now doesn't even know it, <br />Or if she does, I wish she'd care just a little bit. <br />Why is it what I want the most I can't have, <br />Even if it's just for one day so as we could laugh <br />Together and share some personal inner-thoughts? <br />Every minute I live now is like being struck by gunshots. <br /> <br />I am lovesick definitely, but this feeling is not new. <br />Why am I at the back of the longest-ever love queue? <br />I am too impatient and need to find that special someone, <br />So for the first time, I can experience some actual fun. <br />Lovesickness is not something a doctor can cure; <br />It is an agony, without her, that I'm forced to endure.<br /><br />Stephen Cahill Furlong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovesick-12/
