You and I, we're together, supposedly in body and soul. So why is it that I feel this disconnect, from you?
You should lust for me. Your body should long for my touch, my caress. Your fingers should instinctively know the places I need to be touched. Instead, I sit here, waiting for some affection, and I shouldn't have to ask.
I wait up nights, for when you're not busy. I end up going to bed alone, because you found other things, more interesting than me. I hate going to bed alone, I want you there, and I shouldn't have to ask.
You should be interested in my mind and my thoughts. You should thirst for my words to quench your thirst. Instead, I have to speak up, remind you that I'm still here, but I shouldn't have to ask.
Our hearts should be in sync. Our thoughts should be intertwined. We should be one, whole being. And I find myself wondering where you are in this . Do you even love me? I shouldn't have to ask.
