Moments

These moments are passing by,
and I want so much to be in them,
but I'm pushed away.

When will you let me in,
to be a part of you,
and to finally be loved again?

The poems I write,
are from my heart,
and you continue to push them away.

I need your touch,
the one I felt for so long,
then lost when I needed it most.

Was treating me like this,
part of your plan,
or was it just a misunderstanding?

Because, I'm MisSunderstood,
and it will never change,
those moments of us.