The Truth

The truth is that it’s empty This smile that I wear The real one was left behind When I said goodbye to you in prayer The truth is that I’m crying Though nobody sees my tears And whenever I find laughter I’m left wishing you were here... The truth is that it’s painful Though I seem like I am strong The void once filled now empty Where only you belong The truth is that I always knew What your kindness wouldn’t say The sharp, bitter bite of reality There is no somehow, someday The truth is that I can’t go back To who I was before Like a rose, I fully bloomed And now my petals line the floor The truth is that I’m not alone He holds me in His arms Heaving, aching on my knees My broken heart begins to warm The truth is that it’s only Him Who sees and feels my pain And I plead that in eternity He will gift me this love again