The Visible Untruth

Is everything visible truly real?
Then why can't feelings be shown?
When you touch my tears—why do they vanish?
On love's long journey—why doesn't your touch endure?
In your embrace—why does the desire to preserve myself remain unfulfilled?
Across your eyes—why are my memories so blurred?
In your indifference—why am I so fragile at day's end?
Death will separate us—why is this promise so fierce?