The One That Mattered
“I love you very much”,
he would say to complete
contact with every woman
towards the end. A kindness,
both for him and the other.
Sometimes, most times
in the moment it was true.
And, the easy thing to do.
As his caregiver I held the secret
of this promiscuous proclamation close.
Constantly amazed
to see what a woman will do
when she believes
she is the one that mattered.
he would say to complete
contact with every woman
towards the end. A kindness,
both for him and the other.
Sometimes, most times
in the moment it was true.
And, the easy thing to do.
As his caregiver I held the secret
of this promiscuous proclamation close.
Constantly amazed
to see what a woman will do
when she believes
she is the one that mattered.
posted by NokoRose at 5:49 PM
3 Comments:
It becomes increasingly harder to tell the truth, I find, as time goes on -- about everything, but especially about love. "I love you" is what everyone wants to hear, but God knows what they make it mean, in their secret hearts: and God knows what I mean when I say it.
Lol this reminds me of my brother in law, when he was dying told each girl that they were his favourite. The secret came out in the end . but no one minded .
So well put in a gentle, lovely, honest poem.
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