Is a simple “I love you”
Supposed to make everything better?
Stick everything together like glue?
Is it my own blind
Choice to believe a slight mutter?
The crack’s are still there
Although they’ve been filled
No way, I can’t forget! I am aware
And afraid of your updated reactions
Our bond, easily killed
Artificial glue, lies and charm?
Artificial glue, love and devotion?
Full trust rarely equals no harm
How does it arrouse; who created commotion?
When you fall down the stairs,
Do you normally walk around aimlessly and forget?
When you trip on a step, would you care
Would you trip on the next, and continually regret?
You have a right to wonder,
And decide on a belief
Take your time… ponder
Are you hoping for relief?