Dinner in doubts

Is it a waste of time to think
That there’s still time that we can share?
I swallowed a bitter drink
The potion of your care

Is it a waste of tears to cry
If someone moved me like you?
Hard to resist, want to retry
The potion that you brew

Is it a waste of love to feel
For someone who resists?
We shared a very tasty meal
And hunger still exists

Is it a waste of breath to play
The flute for you if you don’t care?
There’s still some bread left on the tray
And still some food to share

Is it a waste of words to write
You poems from my deepest soul?
Come on, sit down and have a bite
And get a drink out of the bowl