Waking up is so hard to do, Facing each day knowing I’m without you. When finally I do get out of my bed, I gaze at your picture, burning its image into my head. I wonder if my destiny is as dark as it seems, Feeling trapped while awake, happy only in my dreams. My life is so empty, but for that hour a week, Sharing a meal with you, it’s all I can seek. Your heart belongs to another, you share his bed, Visions of your happiness play in my head. I’ll never begrudge you the life that you’re living, And when you look at me, please have no misgiving. Don’t turn and run when you see Michael coming, And pity me not, I want your understanding. I can’t have you, so you have said, You don’t want me, that’s clear in my head. Your happiness is all I will ever seek, It’s when you’re sad that my life is unbearably bleak. So, please pardon me when I cross your invisible line, Have patients with me Cathy, give me some time.
Reason for writing:
The sword of Damocles is my constant companion when I am
with her.
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