TWO

you held me when I was in pain
you were there when the world fell
from its empty utopia
to its pain filled reality
you watched me cry in silence
knowing i hurt and
knowing how well I've pretended
you've seen every side of me
I shared my passion for antiques
with you and no one else
you've seen the giddy happy look
I get when I see something
old and beautiful.

No one sees that.