Denial

I am reading your poem,

And I ask myself why?

You are in love

Yet you try to deny.

Your writing is clearly

Unveiling your soul

You can’t run or hide

Your prose always knows.

I see it, it’s true

You try and pretend

That it doesn’t exist

And will come to end

You don’t want to admit

That you’ve fallen in love

You think it’s a weakness

A character flaw

You can’t let yourself

Be honest and true

For fear of the pain

That he doesn’t love you.