between the lines

come a little closer and you'll see things arent always what they seem to be

in the movies
love seemed so great
kisses in the rain
with a picnic date

and whenever you came home
and laid your hands on me
because i acted out
and you didn't want me to see

and when you saw me next
you'd always say
"i do this because i love you,
there's no other way"

every long night
and tear i cried
you had a new defense
your action justified

i'd believe you
and i'd say
"forgive him,
this won't happen everyday."

but for you it seems
you were never redeemed

the bruises would fade
after we fought
and they'd be gone forever
or so i thought

and it wasn't until years later
when we sat in the rain,
that the scars surfaced—
for when you asked me what love was,
i replied with pain.