The Bitter Truth



Written in the form of an Elizabethan sonnet is their anything more painful than the truths that come to light when you let your heart feel love

I care for you but do not need you

I see you but do not recognize you

I listen to words you speak, yet do not hear them

I know you feel pain, yet feel none

I want to please you, yet am not able

I do not wish to hate you, yet it is easier

I wish for understanding, of you and myself

I want your forgiveness, yet cannot forgive

I feel betrayed, yet would never betray you

I am not now nor can never be what you seek

Would you have me betray myself?

That is the bitter truth I must but will not face.

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