Truth

Truth is this that I feel running through my veins

Truth is this empty space in my chest

Truth is this place where your heart used to rest

Truth is, it’s still, vacant, there

Truth is it’s hard, sometimes unbearable the nothingness that feels so heavy

Truth is nothing can take your place

Nothing satisfies

It’s like my love contains every letter of your name

It’s like your love wrote mine, every letter by hand

It’s like your name is my heart’s shorthand for it’s best

definition of love.

It’s like love only has one face

And it’s yours the one my heart takes

Into it’s hands each night and pulls close to kiss you

As true and inevitable as the first 

And last time

Truth is

Of all the burdens to bear my love

for you is the lightest ~