I hear the word husband and I long to make you mine. I wish to feel forever, all of the joy divine. Every tear you wipe away is one less for me to cry. Every day I awake is one more I have failed to die. There are so many parts of you that in my heart I will always take. When you gently touch my body, I know that is the greatest love we could make. All the things that you tell me make me feel like the grandest woman in the world. I hold tightly to your heart, to all of the love unfurled.
Some days I feel like the most beautiful person in the world, like I really matter to you. Then others I am so small, so insignificant, that the tears mean nothing. The days when I know you love me greatly outnumber those when you donít, but sill Iím lost, dazed and confused. You say all these things Ė youíre a jerk, an ass, a pig Ė and I know that they arenít true , but there is nothing else I can do to convince you. You wipe away my tears, but youíll never stop my blood. I do listed to what you tell me but the pain is my rebellion. Iíll never be completely controlled and Iíll never explain my freedom. And you canít wipe my tears away if you never even see them. Everythingís the same here since youíve been gone, but the halls are larger now, I walk through them alone. Itís easier to hide it now, the pain I keep inside. You cant see it in my eyes, I can hide it with my voice. Me, now Iím caving in. Iím buried by the burden, battered by love again. I hope this isnít what it feels like, loveís unnatural end.