all she wanted
was for him to hold her close
and demand to know what's wrong
so she could cry in his arms,
but when he finally did
she froze
and could not speak a word
except
I'm
*sorry

I cannot recall
the last time I sat alone
to think
enjoyed a full meal
or felt the warmth of love
weaken my knees
and that is enough
to spark worry in my soul

In my world
I am never lonely
I do not lack in possessions
or the adoration of a stranger
from time to time

Perhaps what I long for
rests in a world
beyond the city
and far away
from all I have worked
to achieve