Stormy PoeticJustice

You’re so tough.

Smiling at me like

nothing can get to you –

like nothing ever hurts.

 

But I know the truth.

You won’t show them,

but I have seen

your sensitive side.

 

You’re so strong.

Crying only as a last resort,

and only away from them;

where only you and I will know.

 

But I know you feel

the soft touch of love,

just as well as the

harsh string of rejection.

 

You’re so brave.

Getting what you want,

when you want, and

who you want.

 

But I am not like you.

I’m not that tough.

I’m not that strong or brave.

And you are not mine.