Poem 4- When sitting the bench hurts.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I feel a feeling that is not one that I am used to.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I think my efforts will never pay off for you.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I remember a day when it didn’t hurt as much.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I long for the warmth of your touch.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I wonder if this feeling will ever subside.

When sitting the bench hurts,

I feel my heart begin to divide.

So I sit here thinking about you,

When sitting the bench hurts.

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