My cruelty.
Laughable to even write,
And yet…
So obvious.
Here I sit; there I walk;
There I gaze; here I am.
And you watch,
All the while
Knowing, so very conscious;
Remembering, recalling so clearly;
Yet picturing, seeing, and almost feeling.
We write
And you say with all that's in you
"I love you."
But you know the answer-
Have heard it before- too much-
And yet the hope persists,
And I must crush it.
My cruelty
