Poem #57

Understanding

When that third day came and no reply was made,

what was I to think?

A repeat of March, a repeat of July,

I thought I was cut off again.

Twice before then, I wallowed in pain

thinking you’d left me for good.

A third time I swore, I’d wipe tears no more.

What else was I to think?

Urged by my friends that you can’t commit,

in anguish I looked somewhere new.

So the bar I explored and Clancy’s I went,

your withdraw my heart couldn’t take again.

I know that you hurt, I know that you’re mad,

but is it that hard, if you think?

If you have empathy, you’d have to agree:

your silence said things you didn’t mean.

If you cannot forgive or take some responsibility

for your own part in any of this,

then your heart is smaller than I thought it to be.

I forgave. Why can’t you do the same?

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He said, "Why should I tarry?"

And smiled with tranquil eye;

"In destinies sad or merry,

True men can but try."

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight

(Lines 562-565)