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?