To cry in vain
or do I smile in pain
Words do not say the thought
Thoughts do not speak out loud

Too few are the interactions
The trouble of unmet expectations
Or the myriad reactions

Sudden spike of troubled minds
Abstract trails of past finds

Little can I do to mince the facts
They are there if you ask

Tonight is heavy and I am glad it is
At least makes me realize
That I am still capable of loving someone else...