Man in the mirror

I am not her.
The one you chose to be with.
The one you hold hands with.
Whose finger wears your ring.
The one who doesn’t know your truth.

No, I will never be her.
I am just the one who tolerates the lies.
Whose heart keeps hurting every time the door closes.
The one in the shadows.
Trapped in both our cowardice.
I am just the man who chose to hide.
Forever waiting for the light.


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