All the time I have complications preventing me from feeling my very best.
Lack of love separates me from the rest.
All the things I should have said to her when I had the chance remain in my head.
Because of this I am haunted when I go to bed.
And no matter what I say or do, nothing is going to increase our trust.
More and more things I say to her fills my heart with disgust.
And in this poem every first letter spells out why we can’t be together.