At the break of day, we sank into each other's arms, and into a dream. And as we slumbered, hand-in-hand and heart-to-heart, I sank into a comfort I never saw coming. And when we awoke, my heart sank as you pulled me closer with your body, and pushed me farther away with your words.
But at the end of the day, I still miss having you around. At the end of the day, I'm still searching for truth. At the end of the day, I know I am truly healed.
Truth can keep us far away, and as close as we'll ever get. Truth holds hope and happiness, just not yet. And truth gets stuck in the middle of what we want and where we were.