A Realization Of A Compromise On Some Pretenses

when he finally realizes
that he never loved her after all those years
he chose silence
for this matter may better be left unsaid
as this of course
hurts like a double-edged
jagged knife

he comes to the conclusion that there is time
that truth must yield
to the common good
to the soundness of affections
to the thought that hurting someone may be unnecessary
considering the shortness of the
span of life

he looks at her and kisses her
fondles her hair
and makes love for another night and another night

he is imagining another face
someone that makes him feel so good

he swallows the guilt
when the morning comes

nothing is visibly wrong
the flowers in the garden still bloom

he finishes his breakfast and drinks the coldest water
the one that freezes everything inside him

but it does not matter anymore
he always thinks that he has only one more day to live

and even if in pretense
he thinks he might as well live it the way love wants it to last

momentarily until the last day comes
until the elegy is finished.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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