You look at me my love
Your beautiful eyes
misted with sadness.
You say
Sure I am happy darling
But your voice has a faraway sound.
Even in our bed
I can hear your echoes.
I notice the sweetness of your smile
has a forced edge to it.
You say yes I am happy
But I know you keep
Your emotions bottled.
Like a child collects insects.
And I love you too much
To unscrew the top.
And let them all free.
So I put on my prettiest smile.
And say I love you too honey.
Even though
we both know the truth.