I know how much you love me,
And I love you even more.
But, every time I leave you,
I am angry, hurt and sore.
I wonder why this happens,
I can’t figure out what’s up.
It feels like drinking poison,
From a gold-lined, silver cup.
How will we ever solve this?
Do you feel the same way too?
Is there a way around it?
Do you feel the way I do?
Love and peace go hand in hand,
But for now this plan’s gone wrong.
Perhaps it’s all the small stuff,
That we let go on too long.
© Angela M. Bertoli
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