So I'm walking, treading through the life-long mission
I feel her presence, the space between us is only division
I gaze toward her, knowingly and with a heavy heart
Maybe I love her, maybe my love is torn apart
younger by 4 years, the age makes no difference
but as for that space I mentioned, it is still a great distance
the energy field I've created is my shield from her looks
I occupy my mind with magazines and descriptive books
She looks at me, returning the fixated gaze
this has been going on for so many days
I can't come clean, tell her how I feel
I can't even tell if the emotions are real
Maybe it is an emotion, an attachment to her love
perhaps I'm lost like a small hand in a large glove
I can't provide the answer, it is hidden from my view
I only wish my gawk was as easily hidden from you
I'm so sorry i cant answer the question any better, but i can imagine the feeling of frustration. if you read this and you know who *you* are, please be more specific, and i will try harder to help you out. i understand your aggravation, and if theres any way i can help, just tell me.................
