Category : Poems

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Sometimes I Wish He’d Love Me More. 


Spend Time With Me More.
Show Me I Mean Something More. 
Plain Ol’ Affection More. 


Other Times I Feel The Rift Between Us, He Can’t Lie. 


He No Longer Looks At Me Like He Used To. 


Doesn’t Taste Me As He Used To.
Touch Me How He Used To.
The Raw Passion He Held Me With. 


I Wonder If I Don’t Look At Him The Same.


Touch Him The Same.
Feel The Same?


Am I The Problem In General? Why Does It Always Feel Like I Am The Issue? Why Would He Marry Me, Just To End Up Resenting Me?


I’m Not A Prize. I Know. 
I’m Toxic, I Know. 
I Can Change, I Know. 


But Does He Know?
Does He Care To Know? 
Does He Care To Find Out? 


My Time With Him Is Running Out. I Have No Fight Left In Me To Make Him Care. My Heart Hurts. 


His Does Too. 


But Then Again How Would We Both Know, When We Don’t See One Another As We Used Too?