Ever hopeful I continue reaching out for you.
And ever loving I imagine that you’d want me
just to be there. Just to love you most of all.
Ever wishful still, I dream you’ll let me close to you.
Ever thoughtful still, I question why you
cannot share yourself with me. Cannot share yourself at all.
All this love, becomes a bitter brew.
I drink it down, along with my dreams of you.
And in my tears are woven strands of hate.
I wear them well, along with this empty fate.
Ever watchful I keep looking for a sign from you.
And ever mystified, I wonder why you will not loose your
chains from me, If you love me not at all?
Ever faithful still, I wonder do you feel my need?
And ever comforting, I’m still amazed you cannot bear to
be with me, cannot bear my touch at all.
And all this love, becomes a bitter brew.
I drink it down, along with my dreams of you.
And in my tears, are woven strands of hate,
I wear them well along with this empty fate.
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