The End
Lately when you touch me
It fills me with such fear.
Although you're right beside me,
Your soul just isn't here.
I wish that you could feel again
The way you felt before.
Although I know you love me less
Each day I love you more.
Sometimes I wish that you would leave
So I could start again.
But would that hurt be less or more
Than my present pain?
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2010
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