It's a feeling that lingers

It's a thought

It's an image

It's a voice

It's a word

It's an uninvited presence in life

That my friend

is the Truth.

We feel it, think about it, see it but...

Always ignore it, walk away, and forget it

The truth exists no matter how much we push it away

It is the other half of our heart

It is and will never change

That  uninvited guest is living permintely in the heart

I refuse to believe the truth

Take me back to when the truth didn't matter

when all life was

just a happy place for us