I'm straddling all three emotions like
the borders of countries.
I want
to be at "I love you", but I'll be alone.
"I hate you"
is only a mask, a veil
over my true feelings.
"I don't love you anymore"-
that's somewhere between
my present loss and
future liberation,
blocked by memories
and hopes
and unrequited pleas.
Why did you come into my life?
Why'd you have to leave?
Will you ever enter again?
Three more warring countries;
three more borders I straddle.
My brain is ready
to make the intelligent choice.
My heart urges me to make
that four hour drive to rejection.
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