Scott...work in progress

So, it has been a sad day. Why did this happen to me. Why did I meet someone who seems so right to me in so many ways. Yet, find out, he is months maybe years away from being in a place where he can move forward with me. Being shown that Michael wasn't the only one, but not being allowed to have ones that could work. Seems like a cruel joke or maybe some very profound lesson that I've yet to learn, figure out...


Holding you,
Knowing you
can’t really be mine
Not understanding
That look in your eye.

Touching you
Feeling you
with pure tenderness.
Unable to register
The burning desire

Wanting you
Dreaming you
Are somebody else
not burdened by another
Free Like the wind