You....

You just don’t fathom…. Fathom the manner in which a woman’s mind and heart functions when amidst love… so fragile and deep, consumed by the very feeling and care; aware of the tender attention and need required… The way a woman cries for you, the way she effortlessly feels and empathizes for your troubles, both simple and complex, placing herself in your shoes; by your side no matter how far you are…

You say you love her…reiterate that you need her… Yet, can’t show it in constant action; in constant words... The life of everyday gets in your way...It deeply hurts knowing that you can place your feelings aside and go on your usual mundane routine, with or without her… It’s about you; your time, your needs, your wants…. If she makes you happy, that suffices…

But where does that leave this woman? Her constant giving, and thought about your happiness… Never wanting you to be alone, and showing you so in every way she can, risking her own state and needs…. Yet, she feels so alone; a feeling only sporadically elevated when you choose…

Frustrated, angry, and sad by what you can or maybe choose to give… Very few words can describe it; not enough tears can be shed for it…

She may just need to much; expect the unavailable, and ultimately.... you won't know what to say....

Blasted!