Looking Through A Frame

I stand on the beach,
Flaring out my skirt.
My head is cocked to one side;
Thinking quite arduously.

I can't precisely describe this feeling.
It's too much to say.
I know there are no words for it.
So I only think of it.

I've dwelled upon this greatly,
And I've come to one conclusion.
Love is hard to endure,
Especially by yourself.

No one is here to help me.
They only see me throught the frame.
They've tried to let me explain,
But there is no way to do that!

No one understands this,
Nor will they ever.
I scarcely even talk about it
Because they don't listen.

They don't want to hear my story
And they don't want to know how I feel!
I'm just so frustrated;
Confusing is more the word I need.

I'm just a simple picture,
Looking thoughtful on the beach.
No one will ever even wonder
Why my face looks sad.

I've had a hard life so far,
And it only seems to get worse.
Why won't anyone listen?
Why can't they just understand?

I just want his arms around me.
My smile would return
And my tilted, thoughtful head,
It would come back up.

I wish that life was easier
And that I wasn't just a picture.
This sandy beach is just place,
For the frame to go around.

I could disappear
Without anyone even noticing.
I would travel the world
Wishing he could be here.

His love is what I live for
And I hope to win it again.
I need him in my life,
Or my breath will disappear.

Please take away this frame of yours,
And let me be myself.
You'll never ever understand,
So leave me here.

I'll dwell by myself,
Wishing for his love.
I just want this feeling
To stay away forever.

My brooding and angled mind
Is just a complication;
It will soon disappear.
But if and only if he loves me with great cheer.