I would have reduced you to the same <br />sorry state I am in today if I had met you, <br />it is better that there was no meeting at all, <br />I’ll have to make up reasons to survive this <br />day, I feel like a Russian peasant sentenced <br />to the Gulag - must replace this with an image <br />of being a heroine in a great story whose love <br />unrequited requires strong forbearance to live <br />her small existence, but the fear of this coming <br />true is too haunting, the prospect too daunting, <br />I bitterly cry when reading of such events, though <br />I can’t return to the cynicism of my youth, too much <br />feeling is a wave too overbearing to contemplate, <br />I need a magic thought to lift me out of this day; <br />that Rudi has to go away frequently creates so <br />many challenges I have to face, to carry my lone- <br />liness quietly, not complaining, not making it <br />difficult for him; it seems easier for him, he <br />has new adventures on sea while I continue <br />in the same place, without his smile, <br />without his embrace…<br /><br />Louise Tredoux<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/without-his-embrace/
