adventures in dysthymia

Monday, March 07, 2005

WITHOUT

I did love. I wanted
to be in love, too,
but I shouldn’t ask
for so much, should I?

I’m much too old
to go through this
again. And so,
I let you go

without a scene,
without objection,
with a blase whatever,
and I won’t be hurt.

At least not that anyone
would notice. But someday
I know you will read
this poem and wonder,

did he mean me?

Stephen Brooke ©2005

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

just change a he with she n u get me :)

guess love aint my cuppa tea......