Told Cecilia XIII

Am I
imagining this?
Am I seeing things? It wasn’t a case of
amicability, – told Cecilia. –
Did he never tell me he cared?
That it wasn’t easy to tell?
Perhaps, it was only a lack of
imagination on your part, –
I told him once, – told Cecilia
Perhaps, it was, – he answered.
I can swear, he did.
But when I asked:
Perhaps, it was only a surplus of
imagination on my part? –
there were no one to reply.
Better is open rebuke
than love that is hidden.
(Proverbs, 27:5)