and every evening
when my cheeks are wet
when the house is full of nightly sounds
when everyone has gone
I am still awake
listening to your breathing
trying to ignore the pounding
of my heart
my whole being wants to scream
hear me please
touch me please
love me please
and my throat aches
from all the screams not uttered
from all the cries held back
I turn over the wet pillow
