TAXING

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Days passed
And the nights come.
I see you many times
Yet I cannot have you.

I love you, my mind says
But words won’t cooperate.
Unwillingly my eyes closed
And when it opened, again,
Another day has passed.

It has been that way for sometime
Should I regret?
No. We are together in this.
This is just another phase
In a life we both have agreed to share.

Tiring, taxing but never boring
Because ours is a life of purpose and LOVE.