Thursday, April 4, 2013

these are just the facts.

you watch her tear-stained
blotchy face and look at me
like i'm some lost cause.

'big mistake,' you think.
'how could she?'  you think, and then
you excuse yourself.

and i'm left alone
with my child for a moment
while you duck away.

i want you to know
that in that moment -- when you
thought i was annoyed,

tired, and beaten,
i was loving her more than
i've ever liked you.

1 comment:

blue roses said...

you can kiss the hot tears from a crying eye just as easily as you can kiss each tooth in an open laughing smile.