what the hell was she thinking?

catefrances

tired, she stands before him
her will all but gone
she can no longer pretend
a heavy heart, a tear stained face
he cant give her what she wants
so much the fool to feel this way
she wishes she could die

tired, she stands before him
wondering now why
if the barriers were so formidable
what the hell was he doing here?
tis not as if he didn't know
and now it's become her turn
to walk away, for her absence to become
the biggest barrier of all