The Highest Shelf

He makes me happy
is such a simple thing to say,
people come and go,
but he’s been the one to stay
when the mask falls
and I’m still the same,
no closer to knowing
who I want to be
than I was yesterday

Getting to know someone
and seeing who they are
makes most people run,
but he’s never been far,
keeping the smile on
my face there,
leaving a broken heart
to itself,
in a jar on the highest
shelf, out of reach
for safe keeping,
and him the only
one understanding
it takes more
than time for healing.