They used to see something in my eyes.
I know it was really in my heart.
I know it was you.
They used to see this amazing love
this incredible forgiveness
when they looked at me.
I know it was you.
Now, they see fear
Pain
Confusion
Now, they see me
and I know
it’s not you
Someone asked me recently,
“Do you know the Lord?”
My face turned so brightly red
as I confirmed my knowledge of you
and prayed he would not inquire
of our actual relationship.
I was ashamed
not of you
but of my own hypocrisy.
I released the guard
I’d built around my heart
just a few short nights ago.
I let myself cry.
You were there.
My heart felt alive
in a way that it hasn’t
in so long.
The next morning,
I walked to a class
and met a friend on the way
who commented,
“Wow. You really look nice today”
It was in my eyes.
It was you.
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