Sunday, 11 February 2018


My love, she often doesn't notice
I fear if I were to announce it it would be hopeless
On the occasions I've come the closest
I sense it's not been something she's wanted to know or cope with
So I carry it alone with me mostly silently
Whilst my heart often aches violently
I hope if nothing else
She knows that I want her to be happy
And I'll always be there for her
Until my heart is at peace finally.

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