“Holding Out” by Courtney Waterman


To another I have a heart that can't be kept.
With shedding that can't be wept.
Always in the moment my heart may soar.
And then the next be nothing more.
For when I allow you to take my hand.
I hoping to see a well thought out plan.
Because I'm tired of false affections and lies.
I'm holding out for something more than just a gleam in your eyes.
But I'll keep telling myself not to easily fall.
To not dwell on every conversation, every phone call.
Because I know for certain where that may lead.
To be around you becomes an addiction, a need.
And somehow I know how thats going to end.
I've been experiencing deja vu over and over again.