Fiction

I thought you were magic

the way you kept coming in 

and out of my life

what else was I to think

Years have put a tenderness

to my face

and beliefs in my mind

that you would be 

wonderful to hold in my hands

taste with my mouth

Here you are

and I see I may have
underestimated my heart

and leaned on illusions

I thought I saw someone else

in your eyes

You who came in with intentions 

as pure as mine

where did you misstep

where did I 

Where did we fall asleep

Now that we are awake

maybe you see me now

maybe I saw you then

and we just told each other secrets

because nobody else would listen 

Now that someone else

will listen

I will turn my thoughts inside 

and listen to the thoughts

divide them 

fact from fiction

letting the average

be the ending of this story