One day I will Poem by Toon Tellegen

"One day I will . . . "
but she put her hand over his mouth.
"You don't even know what I want to say!"
he cried, in a smothered voice.
"No," she said.
The room wept,
the windows shed bitter tears
and the floor sobbed.
The walls lamented quietly
and the bed wished itself dead, worm-eaten, in a basement,
all in pieces.
But the sun came up
and she took her hand from his mouth,
for he no longer knew
that he would leave, just like that, under false pretences,
one morning,
when it was still dark.