The Surface Never Lies

It was everything until it wasn’t, then it was nothing. The kind that lingers on you like heaven was all a joke and everyone knew, but not you. Wake up with regret under your skin for believing in something so much to find out it was never true anyway. And you’re a fool. And she’s a fool. And she’s a fool. Well, everyone is full of shit. But it wasn’t a game to me and I think it’s cruel how well you do that. And it’s funny the way we all believe in so much until one day we just don’t anymore. I have nothing left to give when the stars come calling, fresh out of making wishes on lies, I close my eyes. Turn my face away from what the sky has to offer, sorry but I’m not buying anything you’re selling today or ever again, I promise. No fingers crossed, eyes wide open and both hands across my heart if I’m lying. I change the station now when the sun sets down too pretty, give a middle finger to the clock hitting 11:11, and tell sweet dreams to no one. I keep my secrets boarded up like my heart in the middle of the day, unseen, and fucking beautiful, undeniable as it always was…. until the day it wasn’t anymore. I opened a secret door, took a look under my skin to see if the dark was telling lies or if the light was beating the truth inside, but it was too late. I only told time by your eyes and they ripped through my surface just enough to say, you think your heart was ever part of this? I know. Foolish. But yes, I always did believe that. I don’t anymore. I’ve come a long way in the healing.

-Stephanie Bennett-Henry

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