Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

I saw him again

By the rusty swings

And as I looked at his eyes

All I saw was sadness

And unshed tears

Trying to be set free.

I asked him

What caused his pain

Yet all he could give me

Was this deafening silence

That I couldn’t comprehend

That I couldn’t bare

Because it killed me.

My emotions then

Became my enemies

As I felt betrayed

Because they all combined

In this pool of confusion

A vague mixture

All against me.

He turned away

My speech left me too.

Stripped of my dignity,

I lost all I had

Because of my pride

I couldn’t say

I want him to stay

I watched him

Go, without a glance

He hated me

Because of all his love

For me, and I was

Ignorant still

For I let him go.