
Used To Be


Eyes that seeToo many nights
Tonight finally was
Begging God
Which He warns us against
But He loves you, so
Just this one last time….
Bring him back
I love him unending
Bid him tell me why
I was not worth a goodbye
The mirror becomes exhausted seeing your broken heartedness
605 nights
You finally break your own heart enough to tell yourself
I love you, Lisa
Say that instead
Such words do not feel so difficult or surprising afterall
And you believe it
The moment before
Withdraw me neverStart at the center.
Follow through to the outside.
Love it. Love it all.