Bitter Loyalty

„Have a cup of tea
With me”
She says really
Nonchalantly.
Yet, I know that what I see
Is just bitter loyalty.

She grabs my arm,
And I am just staring
And hoping she can do no harm.
Her life is straight
And poignant
And sublime.
Am I even caring
About mine?

She kisses
Gently,
Then she hisses.
All my reasons plenty
For not missing,
Wanting,
Needing
All the rest that she’s not giving.
Do I really want the pieces?

„Listen, now we really need to talk”.
I can’t stand that mock.
She lets go,
Pretends she cares.
I am left with all the stares,
All the pity in the world,
I feel like I ate a sword.

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