she stole my smile and gave me crooked teeth, and i thank her...
because she exchanged my tirading banter with painful splendor...
to see her pass away was better than never gazing into her soul...
that day with her made me complete, breaking me made me whole...
was judas destined to betray like she was never meant to stay?...
or did he choose to disobey like we by my choices led astray?...
and with one last dying breath, she said she saw a shining sun...
her new life just begun, and mine wondering what it will become...
to see lives ripped apart, tearing at my being, my lips quiver...
returning to life giver, ironic that it is death that delivers...
the bitter juice that rapes my liver reminds me of our fights...
building character by burning bridges, accenting starry nights...
the burn in my eyes left unsoothed, unmoved to my inner core...
though i lost my smile, there remains a hint of what was before...

-the day that steals a smile-