One day
einmal
came
when Thomas
spoke not one word of Denise
It was strange
because
the typical Thomas
went on
and on
and on
and on
and on
[and on, and on, and on]
about Denise
his wife
his love
But no
not one word of Denise from Thomas
not one
nicht ein
word
from Thomas
about
his wife's
beauty,
intellegence,
personality,
or anything that was connected to her
No one knew why
Thomas was acting
so distant;
why Thomas wouldn't mention
anything
related to Denise
But no one thought much of it;
they thought
that Thomas and Denise
[Denise and Thomas]
were having a unimportant
fight
argument
squabble
row
quarrel
indeed, I too thought so
until Philipp Lahm,
our captain,
kapitän
of all people,
informed me
that yes,
they were in the midst
of an argument
but the argument
was not unimportant
at all
He wouldn't tell me
exactly what
Thomas and Denise
were fighting over
But Philipp
did tell me
that Denise and Thomas
were going
"somewhere else"
-Paris-
"to sort out
the issue"
Paris
the city of love
the place that in my dreams,
I have taken Denise
time and time again
And each time we visited
in my dreams
we fell deeper into love.
Why do I love her?
Why must I carry
the burden
of loving a married woman?
A woman married to a man
who is like a brother
to me.
I am a
terrible
horrible
awful
deplorable
friend,
I know,
to love Thomas's wife,
to envy what he has with Denise
to dream of a time when she and I
are in love.
But it is as it is;
I love Denise-
something that will not change,
no matter how hard I try
to push my feelings away
for Thomas's sake
for Denise's sake
I am in love with Denise.