You’ll say what you want to
and I’ll believe what I have to.
You can bet that I’m sad too,
because it was only a half-truth.
But what would you do,
if I was almost honest with you?
Maybe left out a detail or two,
but that was just an accident, boo.
You’d replay the incident in your mind,
wondering if that’s who I think about from time to time.
You’d be up at night, questioning motives
and constantly losing your focus.
Don’t you worry though,
I have no secrets to show.
Be careful little eyes what you see,
because actions reveal more than the mouth can speak.
A D.W. Original