Monday, April 30, 2012

True.

You felt like vacation
Like a window opened in another room
Like my favorite pair of well worn jeans
Like the color of a smile in a half remembered dream

You felt like anticipation

You did everything right
Laid your best cards before cynicism could have its way
Winning the edges of my heart till warmth overcame my will to fight

to fight what I could not see
The pain of becoming the girl who's disgrace is feeling a small ache for a man who is suddenly now tied to an internal vow to keep.

You cut me with duty
You burned me with your re-emerging hope for yesteryears tomorrow.
I cannot rival chivalry nor argue with nobility; you've chosen to be true and I cannot help but believe that beauty will follow you for the honor that you've sown.

But I never thought I'd be here.
I was led into a secret grove before the bold lettered "Do Not Enter" was plastered on every tree trunk.
There were no lines that I crossed, yet I am left feeling like I must flee and escape in the dark of the night before the dawn uncovers the shamed whispers of my heart...

Just remember I did not stand in the way when your history reached for your hand and you told me you couldn't stay. I only hope I acted as a bridge that helped you along the way.

That which is joined together let no one separate.
Let no one separate.
Let no one separate.
Let no one separate.
I will not separate.
I did not separate.