30 July 2012

misunderstood

how easily you lie

doesn’t the heart or head speak up
before fingers hit keyboard
and keystrokes light up screen?

I want you
I miss you
I’m not going away

or maybe they are merely
incomplete sentences

I want you for now, not for tomorrow
I miss you, until someone else comes along
I’m not going away, not for the next few hours

when you tell me only half-truths
you can always say I misunderstood

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