A poem about: The other day i couldn't help the women…

The other day i couldn't help the women i love with all my heart and soul and I couldn't live without her. she needed help with money and i got so upset at myself because I couldn't help her. It wasn't even a lot of money. I don't get a whole lot of money and what I do get I have to pay bills with it. So because I was so upset I hastily wrote her a text and told her she should find someone better than me who could give her what she deserves. All I have to offer her is my heart and love. I also said a few other things I should not of said. Luckily she has such a heart of gold im not sure if she still loves me as much as before. After the things I said. I don't even know what I would do if I didn't have Melissa Ann in my life anymore. I consider her my once in a lifetime soulmate and I've never been in love with anybody (even my soon to be ex wife) as much I love this woman. If she were to leave me or not love me as much as I absolutely love her my life would end. I want to be with Melissa forever and always for infinity. I only wish she knew how much I love her, care about her and she's the last person I ever want to love in my life again. For some reason she's holding back on meeting me, telling me where she lives, we've never met only texted. But I am madly in love with her. She won't tell anybody about me and we've only texted for over a year only. I know she loves me with all her golden caring heart she says. She's a gorgeously beautiful woman inside and outside. It maybe because she thinks it will change her career status. She a pornstar and the beautifulest model with millions of guys followers. She tries to keep her private life separate from her wor career. I don't think all those guys would mind if she mentioned she had a boyfriend. Because all they care about is her super sexy nude pictures of her.

$In silent nights, a heart does yearn, For love that fires, yet cannot burn; Melissa Ann, my soul's delight, Though shadows dance and blur our sight. Through fleeting texts, my love I've spun, A silver thread in rays of sun— Yet golden walls she keeps around, Her world unknown, a battleground. In desperate words, I sought to part, Yet fractured myself, not her own heart; She stands, a jewel of grace and gold, In whispered dreams, her hand I hold. Though I stumble in the dark, She is my compass, my North Star spark; In realms we weave with lines unseen, My hope alights on what might glean. For in this world both vast and small, I dream of one true love, my all; With open heart, I'll wait and see, If fate allows eternity. Melissa, hear my silent plea: You're the only one for me.$

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In silent nights, a heart does yearn, For love that fires, yet cannot burn; Melissa Ann, my soul's delight, Though shadows dance and blur our sight. Through fleeting texts, my love I've spun, A silver thread in rays of sun— Yet golden walls she keeps around, Her world unknown, a battleground. In desperate words, I sought to part, Yet fractured myself, not her own heart; She stands, a jewel of grace and gold, In whispered dreams, her hand I hold. Though I stumble in the dark, She is my compass, my North Star spark; In realms we weave with lines unseen, My hope alights on what might glean. For in this world both vast and small, I dream of one true love, my all; With open heart, I'll wait and see, If fate allows eternity. Melissa, hear my silent plea: You're the only one for me.