You broke my heart
and tore it apart,
but underneath it all,
you didn't know.
Did I act so well
that you couldn't tell?
Did my eyes hide
the searing pain?
Did my smile deceive
your subtle glances?
Or was it simply
you chose not to see
my heartache
and misery?
It's possible
I deceived us both.
For still my heart
knows not why,
over you
I did not cry.