Thursday, February 19, 2009


"I have fallen in love with you."
How easily those words fall from his lips,
but what is in his heart? Seamlessly
he slips away with no more than a promise
to return, but when? He says, "I'll call you."
But it is never certain when or if he will.
My heart is still--unmoved by him.
His acts belie his words; he is no friend
nor can he ever be. This must end, but how?
For in truth it never did begin.

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