I want you.
I want you
not anybody else
you.
You come to me
we love
and enjoy
and are happy.
Then you leave and go away
to her.
No matter how close we get
you always leave.
I get you for the week.
She gets you on weekends.
Oh how I wish I could be with you
for a weekend.
To feel Friday's relief
to have daylight for twelve hours.
To not have to keep remembering it's a work day
the next day.
You 're back with her again tonight
driving to her
away from me.
Wanting you is painful.

I wish oh how I wish you would say
you want me
even if you had to add that it's not possible now.
I wish you would say you would like to be with me too
on Christmas ••••
Everything back here is left-overs
tastes flat.