Something In Your Smile

It's been 17 years.

I still remember. 

I still don't talk about it.

Only one person knows the truth,

Aside from myself.

There's a hollow that sits inside you

That reminds you 

When you've made a mistake.

The weight of that sin wears heavy.

I've been told that it's reasonable

That I don’t need to bear that weight,

But I can't shake the shame.

It's the one mark on my heart 

That can't be scrubbed clean.

The damage isn't all-encompassing now

But the day still registers.

Some memories never leave you.

Some people never leave you.

Some days become a part of you.