Listen. Why can't you hear me?
I am right here.
You speak,
I speak,
and yet a misunderstanding?
You are Man I am Woman,
I know we fit,my hand in yours,
My head your chest.
At times speaking is as breathing,
This moment it is like torture...I
don't understand.
What do we do?
Work, that's what.
It's hard, it hurts.
What is the "Why" in this?
Because I Love You.