"Hello," you lied.

"Hello," you lied

and

against my better judgement,

hope stirs,

like a sparrow

barred behind my rib cage

serving a life sentence

beneath layers of dirt, flaws and bad habits

and

I realized that it was always there

that fragile sparrow

dormant

until you came along

and

now its all a flurry of frantic flapping

only now its wings are growing

beyond my control

against my wishes

and its jail cell has grown too small

and

the fragile sparrow,

its wing span

is now

the distance between east and west

and as it flaps its wings

ready to take flight

either to soar

or

to burn and crash

but always

always

leaving me the same

ripped apart at the seams

from

the inside out

all because

"Hello," you lied.

Photo cred: Laauraa