You Don’t Have to Prove It

You said you'd be right back, just grabbing something from the car. Why wouldn't I

believe you, like believing's not that hard. But the night got sharp and

honest when I saw you in that seat. Hiding from me, your head damn

near at your feet. I stood there in the dark, feeling smaller than

I should. Trying to make it innocent like you said that I could.

I don't want to fight, I don't want this to hurt. I just want

the truth, a red flag, high alert. You say you don't have to

prove it. And that's true, but I'm allowed. This shouldn't be a question I'm