Left You For Who You Are

Titles have been visited through the unconstant

Kissing letters

I'm not wearing hearts on my sleeve

Pulling the envelope from the hiding place

Holding myself close

I don't have the heart to believe

A stamped letter we had as a first chance

No seconds

Just the post-marked mile marker

Carpeted under streetlights

Asleep at your bedside

Then gone to work and alone

Bathed in the scent of unforgiving lullabies

The science of my heart tells you to cut it out

Pillowed prey

Under the descent of vulture's talons

Convictions to shiver the scarecrow with every crease

The silence of my heart has let me leave you for who you are

Not what I'm leaving behind