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Why Can't You See Me Cry?
The silence is deafening...
Sleepless nights go on forever,
my face, buried in my pillow, drowning in my tears.
You don't see what you are doing to me.
The silence fills this place, and it's screaming in my head.
Can you tell my why you have locked me out of your heart?
Your touch has become as but ice to my skin.
Frozen in this moment, I long for warmth.
The lips I once yearned to touch;
now graced with the harshest words.
Your distance makes me feel unattractive, unwanted, unloved.
Lying in our bed, feels like the coldest place I know.
Why did the fire die?
Where did the passion go?
I once would have given up my last breathe for you;
now, I'm frightened to be alone with you.
Do you know what you are doing to me?
Do you even care?
Where will we find the common ground?
To find the day of rocking chairs and front porches.
To ignite a spark that will feed the flame of love.
To drown in your love, rather than my tears...