Regretful longing
Love slowly fading away
Overwhelmed

What a meaningful poem, what a thought closed in three lines…
Today I was made aware of the fact that I really do not know you… 11 months of a secret relationship do not make any sense… I keep thinking about this situation almost all the time and time does not seem to heal my deep wounds. There is so much to talk about; so many facts to be known, so many days left to see each other. I get an impression that Time’s not the healer, it’s the INTRUDER and it makes me suffer. If only you knew how it feels and how painful it is… I bet you “talk” to me only because of bon ton, not your willingness, necessity or even heart… I’ve got so much to dream about, you’ve given up this fight, you live in a crazy dreamstate of unconsciousness, you can’t see me, you can’t hear me scream! But I yell, I shriek as loud as I can, every night and day! And of course you can’t hear it, man… you can’t or just you don’t want to? Oh how I long to tell you everything I feel without hesitation, and don’t get an icy stare in revenge…

Hear me calling
Feel me longing
Miss me waiting
See me weeping
Enjoy me- having waited for…