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The Question
I suppose yesterday was a just a trigger
The frustration has been building for sometime
I was tired and looking for a sign
A sign from you to tell me I am not alone
Each time I looked you hadn't bothered
And annoyance became a friend of mine
Here I was working but also making time
Some time from you to tell me I am not alone
What is it about you that so intrigues me
Gives me hope and creates despair
What is it about you that so enshrouds me
And empties my heart when you're not there
What is it about you that so riles me
Creates despair when you're not there and I think you don't care
Your priorities are different you are busy
You have a life that's different to mine
You say I sulk I say I miss you
And you have a family - husband and all is fine
I tell you all there is to me share with you
Because in you I trust - is that a crime
I love hearing about your days
But I want the real you not another woman of iron
What is it about you that so intrigues me
Gives me hope and creates despair
What is it about you that so enshrouds me
And empties my heart when you're not there
What is it about you that so riles me
Creates despair when you're not there and I think you don't care
The frustration has been building for sometime
I was tired and looking for a sign
A sign from you to tell me I am not alone
Each time I looked you hadn't bothered
And annoyance became a friend of mine
Here I was working but also making time
Some time from you to tell me I am not alone
What is it about you that so intrigues me
Gives me hope and creates despair
What is it about you that so enshrouds me
And empties my heart when you're not there
What is it about you that so riles me
Creates despair when you're not there and I think you don't care
Your priorities are different you are busy
You have a life that's different to mine
You say I sulk I say I miss you
And you have a family - husband and all is fine
I tell you all there is to me share with you
Because in you I trust - is that a crime
I love hearing about your days
But I want the real you not another woman of iron
What is it about you that so intrigues me
Gives me hope and creates despair
What is it about you that so enshrouds me
And empties my heart when you're not there
What is it about you that so riles me
Creates despair when you're not there and I think you don't care
Published 2nd Jan 2013
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2nd Jan 2013 9:49pm
If you were my lover, I would tell you:
Sweet darling, I always care so there is no need for despair!!! I have to wear that mask of "everything is fine as usual" because of my family, in which not all is fine -- especially if my love for you would be found out. So never worry, I always care!!!
Sweet darling, I always care so there is no need for despair!!! I have to wear that mask of "everything is fine as usual" because of my family, in which not all is fine -- especially if my love for you would be found out. So never worry, I always care!!!
3rd Jan 2013 8:28pm
