You’ve tried to hide
your feelings these last days
for me I think,
to spare me till the
final blow the
pain such feelings make.
But I know you well enough
to feel the worry in your tone:
the way you hold back just so much,
never call me on the phone.
You don’t want me to hear
that tiny deceiving note
that will give away your plans for me
before the final vote.
Too late, I know, your secrets out;
you don’t love me anymore.
The message couldn’t have been clearer
if you’d posted it on my door-
like some crazy eviction notice
Time to vacate your heart.
I’m sorry I can’t play with you.
My feelings have a head start!
©TSW 2007
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