The reasons should be obvious
I feel the hurt well in her eyes.
Oblivious, I look for obvious –
Some hint beyond the disguise
Of classifying that category;
Unfamiliar with those ways and means;
Left out to muse and ponder on
All those maybes and in-betweens
We use to narrow life’s horizon view –
Sunsets we can miss at sunrise.
Perhaps too weathered by past harsh storms,
I re-cloak, I hypothesize
At the very chance of what could have been,
Those wondrous dreams now lie bereft.
My way is to just keep on loving you
Until there are no more sunsets left.