Feelings are pending

Feeling
Comes by itself
Unwittingly to whom
I wait indefinitely
Who knows how long I don't know
It proper if I survive
For the love of an uncertain


Why go to him
I don't even know him intimately
Until when I hold it own
Could he know?
Just me, god, and the stars that know
With my guitar as a retinue
Until I can string words into a song