Why Must Love Hurt

Why Must Love Hurt

I have hurt a friend

That I find so dear

It was no intent of mine

It hurts me in my mind

My own mind is in a dilemma

Brought by a call 2 weeks ago

From my companion of old

About whom not much have I told.

We had parted ways

Some four plus years ago

And had talked rarely in

Over a thousand plus days

She invited me to dinner

At a bistro, and not at her home

I accepted her invite, both because

I missed her and was curious

I found her sitting at a table

That we had often shared

Two glasses and a bottle of wine

Waiting with her for me to share

She rose as I approached

And kissed both of my cheeks

I returned both kisses

And sat at my regular place

She filled both glasses

And handed one across to me

“I bet you wonder

 Why I chose meet here”

I held my glass to hers

“It had crossed my mind”

Her glass touched mine

And a light came into her eyes

“To apologize to a lady I loved

And hurt so very badly and made cry.

I miss that woman I loved, and know

I my heart that love for her is still here”

She caught me off guard

Of that you can be sure

“What of your young friend?”

“I haven’t seen her in three years.”

I cannot tell a lie

My heart skipped a beat

I still missed her and loved her

But my heart still hurt too.

Dinner was lovely with wine and cheer

To old friends beginning to renew

But with caution on both parts

Decide to date and not immediately renew.

By: D. D.

©June 18, 2014

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