Truthful Liar

Trees all around,

Sounds of the occasional twig breaking.

Chirping new born birds

and their tunes echoing through the green.

We're hidden underneath.

The sun can't even see us.

But we liked it that way

because we kept each other warm.

We were lost in the thought of love.

Eventually you found the warmth of the sun again

and set out on that trail without me.

I stayed in the shade,

I'm happy here.

This never being real begins to haunt me.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"I stayed in the shade,
I'm happy here.

This never being real begins to haunt me."

A very good write with an excellent ending...:).............