its different now

the way you touch me, the way you look at me, the way you kiss me, its different now. you see me different now, incapable somehow, and though it is what i've wanted, i question it, why...... why...... why...... why now? its because i cannot move. because I am stuck. And you cant help but feel sorry for me. thing are different now, in one night things have changed. I changed, you changed, we changed, and things are different now. I love you, I do, but thing are different now. you love me, you do, but it is all different now. will it last? and if i get better, better. will you still be there? will you hold my hand? will kiss me softly? will you fear losing? as you do right now. will you feel different, as you right now..... ( I dont know is this is poetry sometime I just write things off the top of my head and dont even think about thm and people love them and tell me that they are great write and other time not i go from a 2 star rating to a 5 star I dont know who this one will do but I had to get it out of my head so here it is.)