How long?

Will it be days, months?
Your love will not complete me,
we will never make it,
as it will destroy and defeat me.

Will you ever say them,
those three little words,
will you ever set yourself aside,
and put me first?

I want you so much,
my heart aches,
yet you don’t feel that way,
my heart breaks,

does it matter what I say?
can I mean something to you?
or am I just convenient for now,
will you ever follow through.

It’s like the love I feel;
is devouring me from within,
it’s like the love you lack,
is an addictive thing.