What makes you think
That I can go home
After another day of living
without you
near to you
so close...yet even farther
watching you move on,
And be okay...
Not shed a single tear.

You think
I've forgotten.
You think I'm stronger than I am.

What happened to...
The way you held me close against your body
making our heartbeats meat?
The way you would sweep my short hair
out of my eyes
just so you could see me?
The way we would lie together
under the stars...
never wanting to let go?

What makes you think that
I can...
That I could ever...
Watch you with someone else and
       be okay?
You think I'm
       Stronger than I am.

If you were to love me,
I wouldn't want your hands on my *******, your fingers running over my body.
I would want to hold your hand and walk down the beach at dusk.
Or to rest my head on your chest as I drift in and out of sleep and you to whisper into my ear "You're beautiful."
I want you to scoop me up in your arms and tell me you want to grow old with me.
I want to be called your everything, not **** or hot, but beautiful, intelligent, amazing...even though I'm not.
I want you to appreciate me for me...my flaws many, and nothing else.

Never see me cry.
Never see me pray...
Pray for the lives of
Loved ones...strangers...and you.
You are no longer in my reach.
I never thought I'd have to let you go.
And now here, alone
I can't stop thinking of you...
Dreaming of you.
And when I'm going, I will breathe
My last breath
For you.

You don't love him like I do.
              I love
                  his
              eyes
                  his
              hands
                  his
             wrists
                  his
             nose
                  his

             heart

I know him better than you do
             I know how he love
I know the words he says
             I know how he deals with
the pain
            Pain caused by
                      
            me.