It’s important to remind yourself
That in the absence of someone else’s presence
You are never to question or demean 
The worth of your own existence
I have never believed in the idea of 
“falling in love”
Instead, I believe we
“fall into the realization"
That we have been in love
The entire time
Clouded skies turn blue into grey
As promises from you continue to fade
The flowers I grew have wilted away
For a new foundation of all your disdain
What do you do 
When a love so strong
Starts to take on a form of its own?
Do you let it run free
Like the wind through the trees
Or anchor it down to a home?
Will you tell them that I loved you?
Or neglect to speak the truth?
Give me the brush that you will use
To paint me the one uncouth

Though you drew yourself a tainted heart
Strokes of detail the world should see
I will hide those colors dyed too dark
Your work of art is safe with me
I can feel his whisper 
behind closed doors.
The harmonic undertones 
pass me by as I wrap 
myself in the smooth melody,
wishing to be the song he hums 
under his breath in 
the midst of darkness.