Sensitivity

I know and yet I don't think I do.
The sensitivity
Leaving me absent and drowning
In you.

No, no tears shall I give
Just a feeling undone.
Just a split decision I am burdened to ache.

Such feelings I have
If must it would be,
But it is not.

So what the hell do I do?

When the L word is on my mind?

But what can you do
So away and sublime.

Sensitivity,
Is what I have.
It is what I am.

Wish that it were not.