A Hot Dinner With A Cold Companion Poem by G.B. Smith

A Hot Dinner With A Cold Companion



I love you forever and beyond,
at least that is what you told me.

Today was like all of the yesterdays;
we never spoke, or looked at each other.

Your lover is someone I cannot compete with;
I wish it was your work!

Tonight we sat at dinner at a lovely restaurant.
You read the personals and I read my book.

Dinner came and I ate my salad in silence,
you called her on my cell phone.

You left me a year ago, my silent heart still aches for you,
but when you look at me all you see is nothing.

Oh dear God, why can't he see me.
I am in a room full of people, and all alone with you.

A hot dinner with a cold companion;
I hate the taste of divorce.

sigh...

A Hot Dinner With A Cold Companion
Monday, January 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: divorce
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I saw a sad couple in a lovely restaurant. They never spoke more than 10 words. It really touched our hearts to see such a sad and lonely love whither and see the sadness in her eyes as they left. Been there, and done that. I hate the taste of divorce as well.
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