I can’t change
no I don’t hate you
in fact I don’t know you
know not where you
live or what you stand for
the color of your hair or eyes
the language that you speak
or religion [if any] you practice
no I don’t hate you
fact is I adore you [from
a great distance] like a dream
long ago escaping me
leaving me aching and asking
how can I ever get back
to a place that never was
march two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
Just love the last two lines in this .. very clever.
Thank you very much!