The Truth Poem by Julie Smith

Next to you there's a girl
Sitting way too close but with some kind of distance between you
That only I can see
Your half-hearted smile seems aware of
How ironic this scene is
And her hand on her knees where yours should be looks out of place
And what such is the place of a skipped love?
Not knowing that she
Is filling the space of something that never began
Waiting to be revived because the lack of an ending
Requires it to live
Forever in your heart that can't let go
The vision of something it longed for
The memory of what could have been
Before your mind decided
To fill in the blank with a blaze that is
Going to burn out while the flame of true love
Is blinding you with its eternal brightness
The momentary light not standing a chance to
A wildfire
Finding its way to your soul
Encircling your thoughts
Making you stand up, turn your head and
Tell the truth