the problem

I used to think
that you could fix
everything
if only I could have you
if only I could touch you

I used to think
the sun rose
and sank
on the words you said
on the stories you wove

but I’ve come to see
that no matter
how deep the desire
you remain only a man
and I remain the problem

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