Pain, bursting sharp
I feel when you are close
and when I want you to go
I feel when you are here
and when you leave me alone
I feel when you talk to me
and when you stop talking
I feel when I say I love you
and when I say I hate you.

© W. Donovan

There’s no point in discussing it.
Only dreams are left when you wake up alone.
You say you don’t love me anymore.
Do I leave or do I stay?
All these unsaid words
nothing changed between us
once again you turn your back on me.

© W. Donovan

Now, when I’m strong
You won’t put your arm around me
you won’t melt all the ice.
But know that I would love you.

© W. Donovan