Wednesday, January 28, 2015

I Think I've Heard This One Before

I wish it were a fairytale,
yet I’m suspicious of happy endings.

I think I am in love with you,
but you’re in love with her.

You come to me to talk—
to share your fractured heart,

and there’s only so much I can say;
truth: “I just want your happiness.”

Because that’s what love requires
(horrid thing that it can be):

that I must constantly push you up,
yet pushing you away from me.

You love her and she loves you;
I've no right of your love to claim.

I refuse to attack her virtue, your fealty,
or to selfishly self-promote.

You love her and she loves you.
To your happily-ever-after, my sacrifice I devote.

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