lover that may be –
lover that may leave –
lover, i don’t know
that i even believe
this love that has been painted
could truly be real –
perhaps inevitable cynicism
has tainted my lonely heart.
–
i haven’t managed to
voice this thought
to those who are real,
so i’ll confess to you,
lover that may be,
that while it has afforded me
a momentarily pleasant escape,
shoveling sweet stories
of happily-ever-afters
down into my belly
has left a bitter doubt
in my mind:
that a lover who knows me,
accepts me, delights me,
and commits to me
simply too much
to expect from life.
–
yet it is silly in its own way,
lover that may be,
to imagine every marriage
a falsehood, every home
built of impossible promises,
doomed to fail.
–
what can i say,
cynical, lonely, bitter, silly?
it is hard to hold a dream
in one’s hands day after day
and never crush it.
Taken from “Lover, Don’t Leave” by Citizen Shade. Originally written 05/06/23.