She whispered so softly,
"Your future is so bright,"
My heart sank deep, but remained feeling light.
I look her dead in the eyes and say
"bright and light are the darkest things in my sight
because for once in your eyes
I fear the future, the positives and the goodbyes."
Accepted for once, my foundations crumble as they've comprised
leaving behind my home,
and well practiced alibies.