I cant feel it,can you, my love?

They say this love is unhealthy
But I cant feel it,
Can you, my love?
I talk with you every night you can, till your sun begins to rise.
And How lovely you voice sounds.
They say this love is unhealthy
But I cant feel it,
Can you, my love?
We arent labeled a relationship for the burden of distance hinders it,
we talk of the past wishing we could go back,
but we dare not talk of the future nor the present,
because we are both unsure of just what to make of it.
And How fond I am of our conversations.
They say this love is unhealthy
But I cant feel it,
Can you, my love?
I tell you how happy you make me, you tell me how much I please you,
But your sigh fills in the words we cannot say,
Like how it hurts that you are so far away,
And how this phone call is only making it harder,
But oh, how I love that you love me.
They say this love is unhealthy,
But I cant feel it,
Can you, my love?
It feels just right, with sadness worn around the edges,
It is so perfect, with little frays on the bottom.
its too precious to give away, but too self destructive to stay, and if one falls in the arms of a lover whos present, this could become the confusion we are so well at dancing around.
But oh, how I love dancing with you.
They say this love is unhealthy
But I cant feel it,
Can you, my love?

(i think this may be more of me venting than it is a poem)