written on oct. 7.05

this popped out of nowhere. don't worry, nothing i was experiencing or anything...


your lips speak those pain-inducing words...

Your lips speak those pain-inducing words.

I close my eyes. Breathe deeply.

Steady. I say to myself.
He's been taken--
Who cares if he's taken?
I do. I care for his happiness.
And I know her. Respect her.
I wouldn't dare do such thing.

I finally manage a squeak of an answer.
My voice, strained, from this
obvious lie.

He speaks after a pause. Then continues on.
Totally unreadable.
Was that disappointment I heard in his tone?
Or simply my mind gone wild?

I look up from under my
dark curtain of hair,
look up to gaze upon his beautiful face.

Choked, I try to remain indifferent to his piercing question.

I swallow my own feelings,
plaster on a smile,
and inquire as to
how his lovely wife is doing.



Poetry by strangelady13
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Written on 2005-11-07 at 07:16

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It would be nice that nobody experienced such a feeling in one's entire life...unfortunately some of us did and still do. And you captured here a glance of that sensation in a very good way.
2005-11-08


Surei
So much sadness! To love someone and know you can never be with him/her, that's just so cruel...but in the end you can always be friends...it could have been worse...or maybe it couldn't??
((HUGS))
2005-11-07