Elucidating Questions

If I could reach you now beyond the guilt and the shame,

If expressing myself didn’t feel like it was manipulation or forcing.

If I could let you know that I still feel the same…

It still wouldn’t mean a thing.

Even if I could be everything you wanted,

I’d never be everything you need.

And even though you were everything I ever dreamt of,

You could never feel the same.

Thousands of letters and love notes never sent and a hand full that were.

Trying to whisper love when all I did was tear

My own heart to shreds as I realised my love was unworthy.

All I have left are ashes,

That turn to sand.