Words were not written,
Traces of evidence were then unrevealed.
Blood stains were cleaned,
Leaving it as sparkly as usual.
Fingerprints were wiped,
Leaving no chance of being known.
Yet loving you,
May you forgive a mistake that I do not regret of,
As of how I let these words live,
Tear stains left to be known,
Feelings left to be remembered.
If these words are not enough to tell you,
Then may the clearest evidence of all be the light in the dark,
That is my love for you.
