Can’t touch.
Longing for your caress.
Can’t hold.
Imagining your comforting embrace.
Can’t taste.
Aching for a lingering kiss.
Can’t have.
Wishing things were different.
Can’t stand it.
Wanting you so badly.
Another of life’s cruel jokes.
Laughing at my pain.
Relishing as I suffer.
If only I could accept it.
Face it and move on.
If only I could deny these feelings.
Stop them in their tracks.
The hurt would lessen.
Wounds would heal.
I’d come out the other side.
Stronger.
Then thoughts of you creep inside.
The roots have long been growing.
Running deep, encasing my heart.
Realization and fear set in.
I know now.
I can’t.
© Katrina Storey 07/25/13
So nice my friend
Thank you E!! xo
Love it kat
Thanks Mary!! I’m glad! xo
Love it Kat. Beautiful
Hi Ruth!! Thank you for reading it!! I’m glad you liked it! xo
Love this, feel this. Xo
Everyday xo
This piece resonates deeply. Moved by your words. Grateful to have read.
Thank you for reading it! I’m glad you enjoyed it! xo
I ♥ it Kat!! Wonderful job! xx
Thanks Susi!! I appreciate you reading it! xo