Lies/Love

It starts with your lips

Those damn lips, damn words that

you let slip out, did you think about the pain?

Shards of glass coated in sweet,

sweet honey

You said it, "I Love You."

As you held my wrist behind my

back and twisted,

did you mean it when you said I

deserved happiness?

Or was that just another trick,

catch me and never let me go

Did you mean to make me feel like

shit, every time you pressed your

lips into mine, it's supposed to be

beautiful..love, that's what my mother taught me,

what my father always wished for me

And I became paper, wrinkled and

tattered, convinced that this three

word phrase held false testimony

Until the day I left, broke the chain

and grabbed my coat, ran so far away

In my solitude of silence and pain I found someone knew,

scared to let him in, so used to being lied to

But he changed that for me, he waited to say it

Weeks drifting by, even the time I was tipsy and so used to

throwing it around, tried to say it, finger against my cheek, moved it to stop

my mouth from spilling,

"Don't say it yet, save it," he said

He let me keep it safe, let me save my dignity and worth

with his actions he proved it,

convinced me without even having to move his tongue

That night in our hotel room, tangled in sheets, pale blue

moonlight sneaking in through the shades

I looked into his eyes, so soft, I knew them,

wasn't scared to hear these words

You preyed the barbed wire from my heart,

and wrapped it in cotton

Told me he loved me,

and meant it.