i speak with sadness under circumstances grim
and i can tell she knows my tale.
the excuses i make for a hollowed soul
she dismisses with a shift in her eye.
looking through dulling green
past pale yellow strands
her brow parts and then furrows.
as i state all he is and how it's fine this time
her lips purse as words fight their way.
and through lies that i tell
to her and to me
i can hear the cowardly words i say.
the permission i've granted
compromised feelings i've shifted
brings misleading truths to her door.
she's saddened by my justification.
her mouth moves to speak
and i break her trail slightly
for i know what she has to say.
and in depths of embarrassment i look for the answers
to make her see that i'm fine.
i know what is deserved by a heart like mine
because i've been here before.
but in ways i didn't know
and in ways she sees me
she knows the pieces he's taken.
she tilts her head and her eyes become glossy
she's saddened by the denial i give.
i go to fight what she's wanted to say
but exhaustion has found my line.
that part of your soul that gives me hope
and the happiness you once had
has left your heart broken
and it's starting to show,
my love, you've lost your shine.
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