Until Then

by Truest Lies   Apr 16, 2007


The days grow cold, dark, and short
They merge like clouds in the sky
Once light and shimmering on a blue platform
They are now grey
Each and every one of them rains on me.

I catch a glance
That you threw at me so casually
I wonder why you did it
If you perhaps you see inside my head
Saw the secrets my mind hides

You are the umbrella
That keeps the storm from drenching me
But I strive to hide this fact from you.

"Oh, how sweet"
You would inevitably think
How flattering...
how stupid...

Next year I will leave
Of that I am sure
But til then I hide my heart from you
For what you never know
Will never hurt me.

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