Isn't This Awkward?

It's not like being divorced, you know,
And seeing the ex, who hates you,
And hating her, too. Divorce has a
Long incubation. Husbands and
Wives have time to adjust, moving
Slowly from love to numbness, then
To intolerance. Both of them know
Where they stand when they meet,
And exchange chilly greetings, but
I'm in the hallway with she who
I loved. Somebody told her. She didn't
Love me. She refuses to speak. She
Scurries away, as if I have embarrassed
Her. How is that so? Is a person
Diminished by unwanted love? At least
I desired her. What about me? Having
Loved and been pushed away, I am
Embarrassed. I stand as she runs,
Aware that she hates me, but we're
Not divorced. There hasn't been time
For me to decide how I feel.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-04-07 at 21:17

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