Silence
when I tell you I love you
you look
you look up
you look down
you are willing to look at anything
anything but my eyes
for that second
the second of truth
truth of devotion from one to another
you seem as if that’s not what you want to hear
yet you are not mature enough to tell me
you wont tell
tell me you just want a boyfriend
a date every Friday night
that you don’t feel what I do
well fuck you
the truth is all I asked for
but your silence is worse than a lie.
-Mark Beville
© 2000
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