Days of old

I sing to you in silence my hearts desire
and wish upon a star for dreams come true
I talk out loud of what is tangible yet unimportant
in the scheme of life and all it's glory between us
The hurt I lay at your feet is my way of wishing
without talking for you to see me and stay as I grow
I wish to be only loving and supportive but somehow
my fear projects something other than that and we cry
for what is not and what we thought would be on this day
I offer you the freedom to be who you are and yet I often
take that back with words of discontent and heartbreak
Wishing you your dreams shouldn't interfere with mine
and I alone am responsible for the outcome of my works
My desire to be with you has nothing to do with what you
have to offer me and everything to do with what I feel in
your presence and who I am with you, more me somehow,
full of laughter and lightness of heart. My wish for us
is understanding of who we are individually and our role
in this world, both individually and together as a couple.