Aching Heart

When kindest words can hurt your heart
you know you are in love.
When politest word can steal your peace
you know you are in love.
But hard are days, when you go by
and stay perfectly polite.
For then I know
the cruelty I feel should
not be felt at all.

Letting go what I have never owned
is hard until you smile.
For those wrinkles by your eyes
are palm to aching heart.

So stay polite.
Go walking by.
Perhaps one day I find
That someone, who has the heart
Not to stay polite at all.

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