Dear reader,
I feel a lump,
Behind my sternum,
Lodged in place,
Neighbour to the heart.
We had talked about,
How we were different,
But the unspoken truth,
That our love for each other,
Was not strong enough,
To overcome those differences.
An untruthful truth.
Dear reader,
What is this lump I feel?
It will not leave me be,
Right between my lungs,
Tight.
