My Scelero..

When will I be with you?
when will you come to me?
I need you.
but you wont listen.
you keep on ignoring me..
and what I am thinking..
I dreamed of the days that we could be together..
the laughter both of us could share..
the smiles.
I want to hug you...
but the wind..
they wont listen..
they wont call you..
come to me..
and you will see..
the beauty..
(and the beast?.. lol)
that is hidden..
under the tree..