Am I letting myself become a "martyr"?
Or just using you as my excuse?
Though, I escaped all the way across sea,
Still, you remain in sight,
As all I can think about is you.
My mind had shut off to outside pleasures,
Since my lust for you had been secure.
Thus, now all I feel is frustration,
From your request to be just friends.
No more satisfaction to expect,
Sexual threats to share,
Loving words to speak,
Or, sensual moments to spend,
Cherishing the woman that you are.
You had pulled away from me.
Felt too overwhelmed to care.
Now, I'm left with no closure,
All alone in my desire.
My past had become my present,
Since all I can do is remember,
Holding on to images of our love.
Friends we will be,
Though for lovers, I will wish
~V.
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