Thursday, April 27, 2006

Lying

I miss the lie

My heart so happy that it aches
Smiling so long that it hurts
Distracted at the thought of you
Promises that gave me hope

I miss the lie

Thinking of things that I could do
To make you happy
To make you love me more
To keep you

I miss the lie

Warm hands constantly held
Soft kisses given
Comforting and safe embraces
A brush of cheek to cheek

I miss the lie

Living a lie isn't difficult
When you don't know the truth

1 comment:

Sarah said...

I like the poems baby...not so into the Ashlee Simpsoness...but it makes sense so it flows. You should write more poetry, it's nice.