On The Bench [Lost Files]

 Sidelined
In the middle
Of the game.
Am I not enough
To get in
On a play?
My hearts pounds,
My stomach tightens,
I hate to admit
That I'm quite frightened.
What does this mean?
How could I have seen
This coming straight
Towards me?
I have no choice
But to listen,
To allow this change
You've been wishing.
I understand,
You need space.
I'll just wait
The end of this race,
Hoping I'll see your face
Once more,
With un-matching grace.

~Taelor J. Ferguson (6-22-16)

If Only You Knew [Lost Files]

 If only you knew
Just exactly what you do
To me.

Time ticks on
As you're gone
And I can't help
But miss you.
It seems as though
I've been struck
By cupid's bow
And arrow.
I'm love struck
And in desperate need
Of your touch.
Please return to me
My Love,
I'm running out of stuff
To do.

~ ​Taelor J. Ferguson (6-22-16)