It Is All Right Here

The shine in your eye
when you look at me
is how you make me feel
every time I see you.

That tear that trickles down
your cheek
when you think about losing me
is how I feel
when you walk away.

The loss of words
you describe
when I ask what's on your mind
is how I feel
when I'm with you.

Words might not say enough,
music might not create
enough imagery,
but if you stick around long enough
and look into my eyes
it'll all be there --
waiting for you to listen.

Words Hurt Too

I can't trust
Because of you
Because of how you left things
Because of how you broke them
-- the promises?
The ones you made
And said you'd never break.

You broke me.
And crushed me with your words.
Because you didn't care enough
To do it with your bare hands.