G in sorrow

Every day, nearly, I do a meditation “I wish for you” without you

I never give up. I wish for you that you’re with me and I wish for me that I’m with you
In my love for you, g

For two years, I’ve wished for you that we’re wine in wine, poured in one cup, us two
In 24 hours, measured two years of emotion, have come pouring out

Today, I’ve hoped to give you transparency

For what you’re doing, by not letting me talk to you, not texting or calling, letting me kiss your feet

Is the cruellest thing you can do to me, and we both know it

And tho meditation is supposed to kill delusion, all that love is truth

Two hours ago, I did “I wish for you” and wish you’d come to me, but failing that

I wish I could convey my message in a loving way

So you understand the melancholy my heart feels today, toward you