My Secret Love..

Just inhale me, it's tolerable.
 I just desire to sense you wholly.
 In every way I can. Anyplace I am.
 Can you even sense me at completely?
 Is this space that divides us
 as remote as I am from your recollection?
 Or is that habitation where used to reside vanished?
 Swept away into the depths.
 I see you slumber next to her.
 Nevertheless do you ever fantasize about us?
 About what could've been?
 Do you fantasize of me at all?
 Do you even fantasize?
 I hope you're content.
 It's what I desired for you.

 Is that what it feels similar to?
 To sacrifice for someone else's affection.
 To let them exist who they are.
 Not anything more than you're magnificent stellar.
 Continually appreciated... But permanently out of touch.