Truth

It takes so long to hear you. It takes so long to see you. The laughter is hidden far away in a helpless realm that could not be erased. It would take several cycles of sleep to see your lying face. When I return I am reminded why I don't like this place. Gushing false love out of your eyes, your face leaves my mind. It's not because your gone. It's not because I'm never going back. It's because I'm surprised I held on to what I had left. AL