Driving Opposite A One-Way-Street Somewhere In Hongkong Poem by RIC BASTASA

once what you
once loved is met
and seen again
you choose
to say nothing
as you both want
to move on with
your lives
less all the pains
that both of you
had inflicted
to many people and
most of all
that grief that you
have laid to
yourselves, ...

what is the truth
really? i still ask it
now...

was it only me?
were you not there with
me?

what i remember was
your leaving
the way you avoid me
as though
i have this disease
which many
as of today still call
love....

i must admit,
mine was different
for it was like
me driving
opposite the one-way-
street
in hongkong.