Today is your birthday
It is raining outside,
A loose melancholic rain, persistent like a dripping tap.
I woke up this morning, turned to hold you,
Reached for you, because
It’s your birthday today.
No gifts today.
Just memories of unwrapping you
Year after year.
Early on it was a day of spoiling,
A fine restaurant, my best dress, underwear to surprise you
as I lay you down on our bed and loved you seamlessly.
The later years ended in tears, tyres screeching, shouting at midnight,
Loss.
Your gifts unopened, unwanted, like I was.
It’s your birthday today.
The thin veil of deceit lies there, pushed to the side.
After all, it’s your birthday today.
this is a victory...despite the deceit and the veil. now the eyes of your eyes are opened...happy birthday scorned lovers cookbook! may you open many more eyes...
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