I want her,
but I can't invite her here,
no matter how much I want to see her,
knowing what her life would be--
days spent wondering what's wrong with me,
nights spent knowing there must be something wrong with her--
not enough, never enough moments of relief
to tip the balance.
Though compassion is futile any way you reckon,
my heart won't allow me
to bring her into this hopeless world.
I know now what I have to do,
so if you can't listen to my reasons,
don't ask to hear them.
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