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It hurts sometimes when you learn the truth of things
but lately I'm not running from truth
I've had enough hard truth for a lifetime
What's one more?

I'm ready for the next act
The theater is dark
the curtain is fluttering
the stagehands are putting things in place



And in that moment of anticipation
I turn to my left to kiss you
and reach for your hand
but you're not there

But the show goes on despite my sadness
and I'm forced to endure the
Though there is a theater full of people
I sink down and watch the show alone

I cry during the love scenes

©  James T. Adair