You may never know…
You could never comprehend the true depth of longing that grieves my very soul at the mere thought of you. It is not for you to know. It is my secret; mine to be kept in the darkest dungeons of my heart. The aching need produced by a memory of your presence which slowly threatens to push me over the edge.
There are no words.
Words cannot begin to describe the depth of emotion that torments me in the loneliest hours of the forbidden sleepless nights.
Forgotten are the nights of restful sleep awaking in the morning to the cheerful chatter of birds and the fragrance of freshly baked bread tempting my desire, replaced by nights of fearful dreams and restlessness only to be awoken by a truth that haunts me.
How could you know? How could you ever understand?
You continue to survive without the need I feel. You do not feel the longing I feel. You continue to suggest to me with emotions you do not feel; for surely if you felt as I did, you would make me yours?
And yet I beg to see you, I long to talk to you and I ache to feel your touch.
I wonder do you see me; do you notice that my heart is yours? Will you ever feel the way I feel for you?
Or am I just the faded memory of a night of laughter and a perfect kiss?
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