To Believe

Struggling daily to believe in words,
Spoken, that have lost their silent gold,
Ending letters, I'm sincerely yours,
Even though I'm not sincerely mine.

Promising to me a clear sky,
Every day is closer to my loss
Desperately chasing it, I try
To keep it further in a daily dose.

My broken glasses returned to mirrors
Back into temselves, water they may be
Cascading thought-like, we cannot hear
Their shine on eyes that we could never see.

Ending letters, I say
Sincerely yours,
Still pray
For the day I'll be sincerely mine.