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You n Me


How do you understand?
How can you when no one else does?
You take time out
Day after day, month after month
Years…
Don’t you feel sick?
Or at least tired or hurt
Or wronged or misled?
How do you deal with your friends
And mine and the folks
Who form the terrible circle
Of semi-intellectual, all-knowing kinsmen?
Tough questions they ask-
“How do you cope up with his whims?”
Or even trickier ones-
“How have you been with him for so long?”
Even I don’t know…
I know I’m strange…
Bitter and rude with awkward ideas and aims…
But it’s easier said than done
To be with someone
Who doesn’t do the little good things,
The silly old things,
The love poems and those songs,
The dedications and the holding of hands…
Someone who shows less care,
 Disappoints and hurts you…
How can you say that it’s him you adore?
You were a fine young girl-
Bright and beautiful,
A reader of romantic tales,
A believer in magic,
An ardent fan of Hollywood courtship…
I watched you grow
To be a fine woman…
So many prospective men-
Could give you all that you dream of…
But you chose to stick on
To one whom you sadly understand
When no one else does…
I can’t say the right things or
Do the right ones…
But if it doesn’t hurt you to stay on
Then you know what to do…
(P.S. Couldn’t say the cheesy line…Sorry)

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