My Lover Sleeps In Peace While I Am Unrestful

He grew tired of me ...late nights...watching...him sleep wondering...what could I do to change... be a better woman for him...clothes...body ...hair...sensuality...personality... a huge list for such minium time... the time I think we have left... to be with each other ...but there he sleeps...breathing in and out ......once before...we had the same rest pattern.... resting at the same time...bodies matching one another...in unison fighting so loud.... even when he's sleep, I still hear the volume of such words.... Can he feel my tears cascading down his lower back....the more I cry.. maybe?.... he'll understand the sorrow of the salt, from which they come from... My darling..love me....like I love you...I'm sorry it's not strong enough... but then again .... neither am I... I--