By kate ghake@southwind.net
Date: 18 January 1999

withdraw

Insinuations are such terrible form

and we promised not to be honest so brutally.

Perhaps you're ignorant of the fact I'm torn

Between love and hate and insane jealousy.


A mistake it was to let myself love

Even understanding we were only friends.

The friendship I gave you took advantage of, 

and my caring hurt me in the end.


Not to worry, though, I shall forget you soon.

For my reality's one of mere convenience

and presently I expect the love of one who

simply sees the things you bade me confess.


Freely I gave the love you attacked

(I smile) for freely I'll take it back.