Poem: Promises

Sometimes, the words
on your heart
make their way to your lips
in a dancing whisper.

My ears tell my heart
to be happy and to sing,
but my mind warns me
to be cautious.

When your words shatter
and fall to the floor as
broken fairy wings, my mind
tries to soothe my heart by
mumbling, “This is what
I warned you about.”

But my heart still
aches, because it’s
the one part of me
that believes you
without fail and it
can never make sense
of the broken wings.