WISH YOU LOVE ME
I really like you and it’s true
All day wishing I can have you
Having a wish you knew
How I stay on social media stoking you
I wish you see the way I look at you
I wish you can read my mind
Get from what I do for you
Because it’s hard for me to hind
Never think I am insane
Nor that I took wine
I wish you knew what I’m feeling
I never lie and you know
I want you I call you my baby
I love you now and everyday
Sing hallelujah for you
I just wish you love me
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Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
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