Can I be the poem and not the poet for once? How would you tell if my smile was Insincere, even though the sun Shines across my face Your tears stained on an hourglass How many broken promises, Until you tell the truth. You were the moral to the story - You brought darkness to emphasize I had stars Sun kissed eyes Don't get attached to temporary love, Even though it's a lie- Let's believe it to have a comforting embrace