What kind of lovers are we?

What kind of lovers are we?
If we don't have a place
to satiate our cravings,
for that fire that consumes us in flames,
for feeling skin to skin in the car,
at a motel or our bed.
We didn't set out on trip,
not even secretly
an afternoon at the beach.
We're not like those loves
they have all the time in the world
and suddenly they c★gen, out of nowhere.
What kind of lovers are we?
If I can't congratulate you on your birthday,
nor on important dates
Going out to eat or dinner somewhere.
If i cant even call you on the phone
tell you my sorrows or what I feel
when I'm happy,
when i miss you
because lately I don't know about you.
What kind of lovers are we?
Yes for the nights
anxiety consumes me
to know you that in other arms
you sleep being unhappy.
That you're just by his side
for the children and who understand you
because your heart belongs to me.
What kind of lovers are we
if everything is forbidden for me?
—Becky Segovia✍🏻
All credits to the author.