Hope Morphs Into Denial
With an anxious heart, I pray I'll see you again,
glancing hopefully over my shoulder.
You will be back;
I'm sure of it!
Ignoring the slights of friends, expressing their doubts;
I refuse to listen to such drivel.
What they whisper can't possibly be true;
for that would mean that I have lost you forever.
Please hurry back to my embrace,
you know that I love you, don't you?
And I believe,
you love me too!
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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