We wrung out our hearts for them, thinking it could matter; <br />For we loved far too much, in the space of days or hours. <br />Committed grave anarchy, because they justified it: <br />Would have sold our very souls; but inside we denied it. <br /> <br />We turned our colors inside out, and wore our faces backwards. <br />We even changed our walk for you, and took up social graces. <br />Nothing was quite good enough, although we bought the store out; <br />We thought our love was priceless, but maybe was just torrid? <br /> <br />We cried out countless tears and we threw ourselves away: <br />Nobody could comfort us, was nothing they could say. <br />We didn't recognize ourselves, when we'd reached the end- <br />We'd become so many people, we weren't even our own friend.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/redoubtable-lovers/
