Promises

I'm not him

and that's okay

but know,



I am not just the bedmate.



I am present

and

I don't make promises

I can't keep

because I know its not fair.



WE should not have to explain.

but WE do and WE will

for them.



I do not feel anger, rather, its sadness I feel,

for them.

They anticipate

and wait, and call,

and wait and



nothing.



Then,



A mid-week call



to promise again



It is then, that I am angry,

but I dare not disclose it,

because I refuse to be

the excuse and because

I refuse to play party to

maladroitness.

I am not him

and that's okay

but know,

I'm doing everything I can not to be.