Another Poem (In a word)

In a word, I feel
rejected.
In a word, I feel
guilty--like I could have done something
differently, and
then everything would be okay.

In a word, I feel
empty.
In a word, I feel
confused.

In a word,
I've squandered away all my mirth with you
and now I've nothing else
but truth.

In a word,
there is not enough to say

how I feel about you right now.

So please--
be gentle; be kind; have
mercy.

And do not say you'll
never
see me the same way again. And,

See me again,
just like you did then--
again.

Vita cum amicitia et amor
pulchrrimum genus vitae est.
Etiam, unum temporis momentum
sine utra horrible est.