Wounds of love

        wounds

I wound with your silences

I wound with some of your careless words

I wound with the lack of your attention,

I wound from your lack of interest,

I wound at all the attention that other receive, that I CRAVE,

time, attention, patience, but NEVER for me.

I bleed from those wounds unceasingly, for days on end

sometimes inflicted unknowingly and wonder,

when will it end and change for the better?

Will I allow my love for you to wound me forever

or will it bleed out and end?