It Will Always Be....... Poem by RIC BASTASA

outside the world is cold.
so windy, i hold my hair.
i put my cap, and tie it to my
neck. I could be blown away.
I fear.

the window pane is glassy,
catching chunks of fog.
and there you are with another.
lovely so lovely, both of you.
i steal some hours, some time,
watching.

i envy love. I miss intimacy.
i could think for hours, blaming
my fate, my hands, and my
upbringing.

i keep myself warm to layers of
clothing. My face is tight.
My body is keeping up to make
me alive amidst this coldness.

i let you go. I let myself too.
outside the world is cold but
i am staying warm to myself.
My duty is to live. Perhaps even
without love. Perhaps it is not
love at all. Perhaps i am not
myself.

the world outside is cold.
but it does not matter.
i am going back to my father's
house. There the light is
sincere and warm, enough for me
to keep on watching,

the world outside is cold, so cold.
yes, it will always be.