reasons art

the reason I never fell entirely and true
was because of all of them... none of them were you.

thats when you came close and said thats where I had it wrong
"I was every one of them... same love but different head... same person all along."

"You lived inside his smile you say?
or in that others eyes?"

and you replied "indeed its true
I cried each time I died.

you never healed from your broken heart and so you played inside repeats
but I got in where ever I could get in... this bed with a million sheets."

if every lover is just another aspect of the sun
that shines or glints across your lips in hopes of finding mine
then let each new love enter in and let each one take heart
to love them all as only one is truly reasons art.