What Difference...?

What difference does it make...?
That love you claim to hold for me
is less than any dream of love can be.
It isn't real, it doesn't flow.
I've lost within the overflow
of all you never chose to love at all.

I've said it in so many ways -
take your thoughts and go away.
I'm not ideas of make-believe.
I'm real.

I cry. I laugh. I feel the pain
you always try to keep at bay.
I want, I wish, I need, I dream
so much more than any thought
can be.

What difference does it make...?
When all the love you ever felt
is hidden all away...

? Michaelette ?

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