Dizzy

Emotional tailspin
never ending whirlwind
that one chases
yet for another
my heart it races

confusion builds un-yielding
my joy is concealing
the angry reaction
to the boy's distraction

and yet I wait each day
for that man to say
all the things from that boy's heart and mind

the one he loves me
and I run
hoping only to find
this other man
the one I love
and yet he does not see
that in his slow deliberate gaze
he already has me