Meatloaf

The smiles seemed sincere
as I drove away.
No watery eyes, except mine.

And when I call at night
there's laughter,
as if it's served for dinner -
not the somber meatloaf
and silence I remember.

That's when it hits.
I knew they'd survive,
but I never thought they'd thrive.

It's like when I learned
my favorite song - 
the one we danced to at our wedding - 
is really about masturbation.
I never knew it was that kind of love song.
But still -
I never wondered what else I got wrong.

Titmouse Beak, President of Pungent Sound Community Bank