Un-edit-ed: A Half-Projection

There’s nothing I can say

I’m sorry if I seem colder

In the face of your sorrows.

 

You had me tongue-tied at ‘love’

After years of never touching the line

Your boldness caught me by surprise.

 

I would never want you hurting

Over your desires, specially of me

I love you, just not the way you want me to.

 

But at the turn of who I am

I want you to walk with me

The only one I talk to, one of the few I trust.

 

Your sorrows bring me pain

Because I don’t know how to heal you

I wish I could have my friend back again.

 

And then you say you’ll give it all up

Your sacrifice carries a pang

But I can’t help but feel relief.

 

Romance is not my forte

My love is of a deeper sort

I explain and you agree

 

We talk some more, as we do

I was reassured to discover

Our own old path we could now recover.

 

So it came as some surprise

How well you hid it from me

The darkness festering in your heart.

 

You never talk of those days now

Our conversations are stilted

I’ve been busy, as have you; I never realized that I was missed.

 

Life continues as it does

Things are well for me you see

Progress, in whatever way, you support me.

 

Yet through it all I never see you

You’ve hidden your transparency

Having read this, I don’t know if I should look, or let you be.

 

© Ruth P. – 2016

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