BB Grey–musings

“I’m in love,” I declared, And dashed to reclaim the smile I’d hidden five years ago, out of sight. Through the debris, under boxes labeled “Mistakes,” Past the gadgets, the broken dreams, Each with their own hollow promise.

Was I really so blind? After digging through the mess, I found it, That smile, slightly worn, But still there, with just a hint of rewind.

Shed the old, hardened frown; This smile—light, free—was mine again. Sure, it was a tight fit, Unused, gathering dust, And the extra weight, (Okay, maybe more) Was something to note, but who cares, It fit once, right?

I forced it on, Not caring if it stretched, Ventured out into what felt like New air. The sun, blindingly bright, The night, just another shadow.

I didn’t just walk—I skipped, And was all the better for it. “I’m in love,” I declared, And you, Finally disappeared.