How Can I Tell Her
I'm sure she is my true love
We're clearly meant for one another
Never have I felt so young
Never has anything felt so right
But how can I ever tell her?
What on earth will she think of me?
What magical words can I utter?
Can she ever possibly recover...
When's the best time to break it to her?
Perhaps first thing tomorrow?
Why wait 'till then? -- The sooner, the better!
But no. It's been a long day. She's tired now...
Do I really have to do it in person?
I could text her or tweet something
Or perhaps post it on Instagram
A phone call. -- No. Somehow that won't work...
A letter. That's it. A letter. A letter in which
I profess my undying love and devotion, in which
I reveal my true feelings, and in which I break the news
to her ever-so-gently. No -- nobody sends letters anymore...
I've got to stop all of this right now. Time to get a grip
I'm not the first guy who's ever done this
and I certainly won't be the last either
I'm going to tell her right now, for crying out loud --
Honey, please don't think ill of me
But I've been married for 25 years
to a woman I've never loved; there are
three children, all estranged from me
And -- the door slams shut...
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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