rambling

If you are taking in the words I have

written this day then I will only

soon just become a part of the past.

The one who wiped the tears in the rain

that shoulder to lean on

or the gentle hand playing with the fire red hair

while you slipped off into sleep.

Has is gone

Never did I Lie

miss lead

judged or gave labels.

I spoke in truths, and listened

with an open ear and heart.

The only thing hidden was my already

broken heart..