loveless longing

When I am without you, my dear, I feel a sorrow unknown to man.

I find myself lying awake, wishing to be brought into your warm embrace, yet I am plagued with the guilt of not being enough.

I find that, no matter how hard I try, I cannot bring myself to love.

It pains me knowing that I could never love you the way I should, but it pains me even more so knowing that despite that, you would love me all the same.