I Write In Vain

She is a million miles away
in love, untouchable,
lost somewhere
and I cannot reach her.
Her world does not include me,
so she will never know
the heart inside me, or the love I feel.
She will never know of the world I am dying to show her
even as I lay here
refusing to give up, bleeding regret
for all of my mistakes.
She will never know and
I am writing only of her,
as if it will bring her here to me.