Someone to Dry my Tears

A whispered word
Escapes your lips,
and tears cascade  
down my face.
 
You want me to be happy,
But you push and you pull
and I simply cannot be rushed.
Shhhh! Stop yelling at me!
 
Don't tell me to pick you,
to give up the happiness I have found
For something you think could exist with us.
Don't ask me to stop loving him.
 
You had your turn
to make me happy
make me feel good
and you failed.
 
So I left,
and now I have someone
Who can dry the tears
That you placed upon my cheeks.
 
Leave me be
to be happy with my David.
You said you wanted me  to be happy
so don't push for what you want.
 
Let me have this ecstasy
that is knowing that I am loved
special, important.  
David gives me that, so let me have it.
 
Don't make me say this,
You know I don't trust you anymore.
Why would you expect me to trade something so beautiful
for something that made me bleed before?