I ache
to say I love you.
I ache with the terrifying suggestion
that perhaps we were not supposed to  take
two separate paths.

You've left me empty;
I've left you changed.
I miss you so much that sometimes
I could swear someone is tearing my heart
 from my chest.
I ache beyond expression.
It pains me to ask if you will ever agree
that the only imperfection
between you and me
was that we could never say
I love you.

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