Wishes Don't Come True

I wish there were words to express how I feel,

But no words I see will do.

No words exist to convey my pain

Or the love I feel for you.

The love that stings like a bee

And makes me swell with pain.

I wish you loved me like honey,

Sweet and thick and sticky,

But that love for me no longer exists,

So I must care for the wound it left.

I wish you cared about me

The way you do our kids,

Loving them for who they are,

Not scowling at them from afar.

I wish a lot of things these days,

But what is there to do?

Life isn't a dream or fairytale.

Wishes don't come true.