Empty
She always looks at you
To see the shape of your face
The cute little way you hold your mouth when you concentrate
The way your eyes crinkle when you laugh and smile
You never look at her to see anything
She always listens to you
To hear how your day has been
The things you have done
The things that you want and need
You never listen to her to hear anything
She always touches you
To feel your warmth beneath her fingers
The curves of your body that she knows so well
To rub your back to ease the tension in your muscles
You never touch her to feel anything
She gives you her heart
Her love
Her compassion
She gives you her everything, and in return she receives nothing
Now she is nothing, an empty shell
Craving the things that she gives you without thinking
The things she deserves
Is she asking too much?
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