Tell tale signs

I fall to pieces when
truth falls from the
lips of my perfect
angel.

A tear trickles from
eyes of hope, cherishing
the seconds that all
seems perfect again.

Heart beats out of
control, stomach
knots up in turmoil
wishing all would
fall into place.

Thoughts run heavily
through the day in
torments of why life
has yet not started.

Bliss is shared in
the shadows of
tomorrow, sweet
embraces wait for
the right time to
be borrowed.

Faults not to be
found in little time
spared, happiness
always to be together
shared.

Fortunes tell made
up lies, for buyer to
curse under disguised
feelings of their own
dreams left aside.

Bridges burn,yet never
falls from grace. Tell
tale signs to be found
on masked face.

I fall to pieces when
those words pass through
the lips of an angel. I
wonder then why are
things still the same,
when will time be a
friend and give what
in heart is already given.