Nothing Is Wrong

How are you doing; I am fine
Nothing is wrong as we dine
No tears drape your eyes
As I am not telling you goodbye
You stayed and eat as we converse
I told you goodbye in reverse
How are you doing; I am fine
Nothing is wrong as we dine
I didn’t call to ask you out
As we eat there was no doubt
That nothing was wrong
I wasn’t really going to be gone

April 4th prompt 30 days of writing poetry. Write a Lie poem.

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