B J G

       

         Your smile was a sunrise
         a well disguised double edged device
         used to camouflage your carefully constructed lies
         spun to keep back your lover's discontented cries.
         For unbeknownst to me I became a catalyst
         as my mere mention made your lover fear a tryst.
        
         To keep at bay impending emotional disaster
         You took position as a plan weaving master:
         If you could successfully create division
         surely you would keep our waning friendship risen
         And in the process court your future wife
         and build the mirror image of your dream life.

         But you failed to take into consideration
         My Heart's most true application -
         Those whom I choose to friend
         must be Honest to the end.

         For I refuse to suffer tricks played
         with my Heart or your lover's fate
         Nor will I burden the full weight of blame
         for staying true and ending games.
         You mistake me young, my soul is old
         it does not go from hot to cold.
         In all experience it will not be victim
         because you bend to Denial's vision.

         If you wake one day and wish I was there
         One thing you must prepare yourself to do:

         Admit that I was honest with my confession
         And that over time you learned a heartfelt lesson:

         You wrote off my loyal love for you
         because you're afraid you still love me too.