'Talking To Mirrors [aka My Epiphany *sighs*] Poem by Jennifer Gordon

I want a repeat of last night. Have him here with me. so close. so intimate.
But he isn't here. I'm here. he's with her. BEcause she owns him. I won't. I can't. So I am here. with tears. And there is nothing I can do. just sit here. cause he is bound to her in a way i can never be. Why am i crying? over him. Not like he has a reason to be with you. Your just his friend. Thats all you will ever be. with everyone. just that friend. You can't be loved. You hope that as much as it seems he would want to leave her side that he will come for you. No you don't hope you know he would. You could have a chance. an opportunity to feel all that love. Be happy. So you hope that he will leave her. Be done with all the arguing the yelling and the tears. Because he wants out when he speaks of her. But he doesn't do. He is to good a guy to just leave her like that. that's why you love him so much. or is it really love. thats why you care for him as deeply as you do. And you, your too weak to do something about it. Or perhaps i am too good, to strong to stoop down so low and be so weak as to take him from her grasp as much as you want. You will be something to him she can't. And that makes you so happy Jenni. So happy. yet so sad because you don't get those things that you want so dearly. you don't have that right. so you will sit in the dark even when all the lights are shinning through and you will have to bear it. you will have to take it. Because you are you.

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