19 April 2016

IT WASN'T THAT YOU LOVED ME

IT WASN'T THAT YOU LOVED ME  
© Farouk Asvat  

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just that you were piqued:

By my going away
To some calling
Not of my choice
Not to your liking

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just you imagining
Being an erotic lover
Buoyant with sexual analysis

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just that you were you
And I was I
In a country not our own

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just you being vindictive
For me not being
Who you wanted me to be

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just you being vindictive
For me leaving
For my unhappy destiny

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just you being vindictive
For me not revealing my poems
Before they were ready to be delivered

It wasn't that you loved me:
It was just you being vindictive
For me not being who you wanted me to be
For me being who I was supposed to be

And now I am vindicated
By the absence of your love


© farouk asvat

composed: 05.05.2009 [johannesburg, south africa under apartheid].

[] Acknowledgements:
It Wasn't That You Loved Me was previously published in:
     Goodreads (usa, 17.10.2012, november 2012).
     I Dream In Long Sentences (kindle, 2015);
     I Dream In Long Sentences (amazon paperback, p73, 2015).
[§] Books by Farouk Asvat:

Sadness In The House Of Love (novel)
The Gathering Of The Storm (novel)
I Dream In Long Sentences (poetry)
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (poetry)
A Celebration Of Flames (poetry)
The Time Of Our Lives (poetry)
This Masquerade (short stories)
Bra Frooks … (poetry)*
The Paanies Are Coming (short stories)*
In The House Of Love (novel)*
Weapons Of Words (comparative literature & literary criticism)

¨ all my books are now available on amazon: in paperback & kindle
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