My Collection Of Love Letters (3)

I must accept but can't what cannot be. I see you
and my heart dissolves in pain. That someone else now shares
your off-hand "we," I cannot lay aside my agony:
Again, again I play the same refrain. And yet I know this
tortured ecstasy Is just my way of holding you again.
And still I cannot bear to set you free, That of our love
some remnant might remain. I must accept but can't
what cannot be. You are not dead, but you are dead to me.
And yet when I hook on to you, You will not let yourself be mine,
Take out your fears and draw a line Between what you and I can do?

I feel as though my heart lay bleeding On a countertop.
The pain is like a flooded screamThat cannot, will not stop.
I cannot live, I cannot breathe; Pain is all I do.
I cannot think how I can be Long living without you.
Oh, God! I want you back so bad That I would gladly die
To hold you in my arms again And not care how or why;
To hold you in my arms again And tell you of my love,
And then go gladly back to dust Should I, your heart not move.