I'm sat here rocking in emotional turmoil
Sobbing at the pain of rejection
My heart is breaking
To everyone else we look happy
Is it me that has the problem
Your twenty seven; not forty!
I want to be free
I want us to be how we use to be
Look how far we've come
Needing him to "see me"
I long for him to crave for me
Desire him to devoir me
Am I really being that selfish
When I am the one that has never had an orgasm
Been shopping all day
With a harsh Migraine
He's been snappy
I made the effort to look happy
Feeling fucking tired of trying
Go along to his pool competition
Give him assurance that I would have needed
I am patient; refuse to complain about how ill I feel
He won and he's so happy
Didn't want to ruin his victory
Seven days and still no one-to-one intimacy
Not wanting romance to feel a chore
Avoiding sending an insult his way
Sat here cold; on the garden step
Inhaling a few cigarettes
Eyes filling; Tears now gushing
He is laid there snoring
Unaware of how alone I feel
Cannot remember...
that loving tender hold
Needing you entwined with me
To erase my feelings of insecurity
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