I wrote this in March, and I forgot about it; I found it in one of my many notebooks.
Past Fiction
Truth hits
truth hails
the heart
I likened you to a moth
when you fluttered
stubbornly to a
destination I
never thought you
could
I know you stored
me like sugar in
the pantry when
you need it sweet
and sentimental
it's taken the conquest
of time to cave
the majestic
thought of you
and truth hits
truth hails
the heart
Natalie Fuhr
.~Lizzytysh