Diana van den Berg
Amusing, Isn't It?
I mean about
how and to whom
you moved on.
You must be laughing
at the irony of it all.
I’m not laughing,
but that’s all right.
You did warn me,
in a round-about way
that if I wasn’t available
there were others who are,
not excluding my friends.
We had no future.
Our worlds were too different.
We wanted different things –
a recipe for disaster,
so I wish my friend well
and no, I won’t betray you
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