After all, what's the worst thing that I can say <br />About you and our marriage? It is this: <br />I don't love you - cannot, the way I want to love <br />A woman; and that we are incompatible, by nature <br />Utterly different from one another; finally, <br />That we'll never really be happy, together. <br />After having said the worst, <br />I immediately begin to feel better: <br />The only way now is up. <br />And I try to rationalize away my hurt; <br />We cannot live up to anyone else's standards <br />Of love, happiness, or compatibility. <br />It's best to leave these women's magazine issues, <br />And get on with our own lives, <br />Figuring out our own way. <br />Till we can agree, let's follow this simple rule: <br />You do what you like, I do what I; <br />And sometimes we can do it together. <br />Let us be true to each other <br />By being true to ourselves; <br />Let us find strength in our weakness. <br />Because, hey darling, don't you see <br />That as long as you can still hurt me, <br />I'll never be able to leave you. <br /> <br />[From The Serene Flame]<br /><br />Makarand Paranjape<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/compatible-incompatibility/
