I'm not sure what I can say to you.
And what I shouldn't.
Would it do any good if I did?
Would it make you stop and see me?
Me.
Or would you still only ever see
a woman that once was,
and not a woman that wants to be?
I want you.
I want to be more than what I am.
A friend.
Only a friend.
If I came to you,
would you turn me away?
Would I destroy us?
Would I make us strange?
Strangers?
Can you touch me
like you once did?
My body?
My heart?
My soul, Will.
I want you to reach in
and caress my soul again,
like you did once before.
I can?t escape my wants.
I can?t escape you.
You are there, before me,
Beside me,
I wish you were within me.
But you are not.
And even if I could,
I wouldn't.
Ever.
Do you think I would leave you?
Like I left you before.
I won't.
I can't.
I couldn't.
There is nothing left to leave.
I am a shell.
I am empty,
Inside.
Weakened.
Aching.
Lonely.
For you.
Only you.
Do I dare?
Ask?
Reach out and beg?
Let your eyes see?
Me?
Me, Will.
Me.?