We can sit and stare at each other for hours,

but have nothing to say.

We can walk happily hand in hand for miles,

but she can’t make love to me.

We can tell each other of feelings of love,

but hers are stronger in the past

and mine are in the present…and future.

We can be together,

but I feel alone.

We are terrible for each other,

but I love her.

Oh, why do I feel so empty.

by M. Perron (Originally written Sep. 25, 1992)

Notes: Close to the end of another relationship… repeating patterns from those before. It will be awhile before I learn my lessons. Thank God, I’m there now!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s