Vain Love

Inflicted,

By the disease of love,
I stay in vain anticipation,
Craving attention and recognition,
Chasing after opportunities to make memories,
Sacrificing all in lieu of her time,
I stare down the empty road, squinting my eyes,
In an effort to see her handsome form,

She sees not, my eager eyes,

Hears not my racing heart,

But the lifeless road takes pity,

Its heart melting,

It returns my empty gaze.