She tells me that she’s fine <br />But she keeps her real emotions <br />Protected and confined, <br />She’s secretive like an Israeli spy. <br /> <br />She always leaves me lingering in the dark <br />Only whispering half her thoughts, <br />Always concealing her heart. <br /> <br />I have to meditate in loneliness <br />And collect my shattered ideas; <br />We seem forever two people <br />Impossible of becoming one. <br /> <br />I don’t want to leave <br />But it is too hurtful to stay: <br />Sometimes your ability to love <br />Simply withers away.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-like-an-israeli-spy/
