The Truth Is I Still Miss You..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the truth is
i still miss you
and to myself
i tell this
truth that i still
really miss you
and if i lie i only
lie to the world
that expects much
from me.

I let them see a
wall so high that
if they peep
they will see
another country
another sky

you see, i will
never call you and beg.
it is easy to teach
my mind, but the truth
is, i am having a hard
time with my heart.
it has no head, no brain,
but it is as hard
as steel.

people see me as
a house, with a door and
windows, with a veranda
and flowers, all
happier by itself,
complete and adorable.

my fall is this love
this love for you,
that i have not spoken
to the earth.
the sky knows, the clouds
gossip, and the stars
with all understanding
just keep their silence.

you see i still miss you,
but i am not doing anything.
i will not spend a tear
i will not waste my precious
time grieving.

But i will not dance for
this mistake.
I will just admit, and then
keep it.

soon this heart will have
its own reasons,
to make me live and love
again.