Loving someone isn’t easy…especially when they want you to be someone you’re not…
I sit here next to you,
only needing to reach out my hand to touch you;
Wishing you would turn and look at me,
wanting only to be in your arms.
I have so many things to say, to tell you,
but I can’t find the words to express myself.
I wish I could take the hateful words back,
but I don’t know where to begin, or how to do it.
I hope you know how I truly feel about you,
I love you more than life: you’re my world;
I couldn’t face life without you,
not a second, not a minute, not a day.
I’m sorry I can’t be the woman, wife, you want and need,
I wish I could change me to be her.
So, I sit here next to you,
close enough to smell your scent,
arms aching to be around you,
but too far away to reach you.
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