Wishing Well

I was addicted to Intervention;
watching every episode 
I would cry, 
just hearing the music,
would make me cry

I would watch alone,
wishing you'd be well

Wishing that 
my love, 
my compassion,
my care for you
could crawl up the stairs to
where you were drinking, alone
and convince you
to stop

Wishing that it could 
touch you,
that somehow 
you'd feel
how much it hurt 
to watch someone
slowly, killing our love
slowly, killing themselves

Crying didn't work,
compassion didn't work,
and caring didn't work

Wishing didn't work

Wishing then slowly,
turned to needing
for both of us

Now, I wish 
I could just
wish you well
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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