Approaching you,
beloved
I saw your smile
slowly sink as you
noticed..
"Are you okay?"
You asked me.
You felt my heart
was weary..
My eyes don't lie,
I'm sure.
"No" I said.
But I smiled anyway & chuckled
& changed our subject
to physical pain
instead
because I was afraid..
I didn't tell you
what was hurting me..
If you knew the mess
within my mind,
would you ever forgive me? . . .