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Monday, January 19

torment

I lose myself in your heartfelt tears
I feel your pain, your heartache and fears
Your torment makes me want to love you
To love you better, to love you true

You tell me things he has done to you
Happy memories of brightest hue
The pain he caused and heaven he brought
The wine and the songs and beauty's thought

You tell me these and you love him still
You live in pain only he can kill
You long for him still, though he has gone
You still see him as the only one

All though I know that I should not fall
For one who gave another her all
For I know you still love the other
Though I am here to love you better

Your heart is still his, all though broken
But my stagnant heart you have stolen
I know that you would never love me
As you love him in all his glory

So her I am with all time to spare
Listening to your misery bare
Wishing that I were he you long for
To have, hold and love you to the core

But I am not, so I should not be
Wanting to have, and you to love me
But still, here I stay, lending an ear
Wiping your face free from any tear

-Orville "chubby" Basas