April 28, 2012 § 30 Comments
I never talk about my relationships here
Someone specific might see, I fear
You see, we’re close to a decade
And back to strangers we seem to fade
I hate the way he has become with me
And only with me
The ugly snaps and hurtful words
he says it only to me.
Yet soft tones and friendly smiles he gives away even to passers by
I have long pondered to free me
For thoughts once acted are too heavy.