Makeshift

They had been seeing each other--secretly,
for a while now.

Their relationship,
If one could call it such,
Was and would always be a secret.
One that could never be shared.

It was easy to pretend they were bitter enemy's.
In truth,
They still were.

If anything--
The bickering and constant insults,
Had become more frequent.

Any excuse would do,
Just for one to be close to the other.

They sought each other out.
Traded an insult for an insult,
And hid their true feelings behind a mask.

Until one day,
that mask slipped,
just a little bit.

"Bitch!"
"Egotistical pig!"

It was very easy to pretend nothing had changed,
For nothing really had.
They still hated each other,
They had just found other ways to express it.