Anything But That! Poem by Nia Schexnider

I speak to you and you hear me well
You listen to all the things that I tell

But with a sigh and a moan, you grump and groan
Any time I feel alone.

You say that when I talk I'm not being constructive
And to tell you how I feel is actually destructive.

I don't like how this makes you mad
So I won't tell you what makes me sad.

I guess I'll just have to deal with what you are missing.
All the while I'll still be kissing

You, every time you feel bad
And never let you know that I am sad.