not anything for you

not flowers, not singing
in the rain, not poetry,
when love is difficult enough,
you're more difficult to love,
i am silence to your words,
the darkness to your light,
i don't let go so easily,
you let me down so easily,
you run around, not only
in the four corners of our room,
but in anybody's circle,
you wrap yourself around,
i have momentarily forgiven you,
in my most lonesome moments,
i have let go of you, briefly
in my heart, you're almost gone