As i watched her sleeping,
i realized she could never be mine.
not after this. good night sweat pea.
sleep well darling. i will see you... in the morning.
you will wake,and to my dismay,
you will not remember the kiss
with which i put you to rest. it was at that moment
i realized that i could never have you,
and that i was only playing a cruel game with myself.
i realize that i have to face everyday without you.
without your touch.
without your smile.
i have to bring myself out of you, i have to keep myself hidden.
why do i do this to myself. why should she be any different?
why should she feel the same?
what do i have to offer that he doesn't have already?