the
Truth
Is where our hearts
Lie.

And I know sometimes you stay up later than you want to
Thinking about things,
you would rather forget.

And you wonder why
You're always sure to lock the doors
And draw the blinds
But you somehow
leave pieces of yourself
Folded up in the pockets of your jeans
And dropped in puddles on the sidewalk.
You don't understand
How you're always sure to blow the candles out,
But never able to let anyone else in

I don't know why the caged bird sings,
And I'm not sure why you haven't called.

I imagine
That the love of your life
Is like your favorite book
Because you'll know
He's the one
Only a few
Chapters in

We played
Tic
Tac
Toe,
And even there,
Lost in our game
of curves
And lines,
We couldn't find
A single path
To take.

And I think it makes the right kind of sense, that I would think of you in the moments that the clouds break.
It's in those slips of blue sky, that I remember why I loved you in the first place, and how hard you fought, to burn me out with the sun.