She's been hurt; she cries on her bed.
He comes, he hugs her.
"I love you," she whispers.
He hugs her tighter,
the truth.

Raucous laughter around the dinner table.
He looks around, loves those around him.
/>Surprised; she clutches his hand under the table
"I love you," she mouths.
He smiles at her,
the truth.

Years later, his best friend, the blushing bride.
Tugging heartstrings as he watches them twirl.
Turning left, she kisses him
"I love you," she spoke.
He stares at her lovingly,
the truth.

Life goes on, he's still tied.
He breathes, heavy.
Little black box; Big diamond rock.
She squeaks, "I love you!"
He sighs, resigned. "I love you more"
Where did truth go?
It runs, fast, on flaming feet.