My Truth

I take solace

Between one hope

And another doubt.

I live between your

One assurance

And another rejection.

I stay dejected

Though you promise me

lonely islands

And moonlit nights.

I am overjoyed

With your two-line letter

Though it carries no promise.

When you close your eyes

And shut out the outside world.

My room becomes an island

When you open up yourself

The sunsets and night descends

Bathed in moonlight

I win I lose, I lose I win.

I do not know if you will come

Or if you won’t, tomorrow

But I know for sure

That I’ll wait for yourself

I now accept

The self-evident truth

That you are you and I am me:

The room is just room

And moonlight moonlight

I have escaped from you

In-person or in memory,

In a separation or in forgetting

And the greatest

Achievement of my life

Is the ability to live

In narrow margin

Between your yes and no.