12-97
so many times i've wondered if you exist at all...
i now see that you are there, but out of reach to me,
for i may not touch those who are taken and this is what you are
but i may hope and dream of what could be ‘tween us and i pray, they not be wrong
i never now what tomorrow holds...
and at times i’m not sure i care...
for all i dream is to be in your arms,...
your hands in my hair
peaceful, quiet, serenity beyond imagination
these things i feel we could have if only you were available and things were different...
but alas, it is not to be
there are times when i think that there is actually a chance
but then i realize my error
the two of us shall never be the couple i dream
a possibility
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