Although I Didn't Notice

I'm staring at the sky again,
Smiling into the azure canvas, pulling away ribbons of clouds with my fingertips,
Twirling them to spell that name again.
His name.
The sun's bathing my skin again,
Dappling me with memories I've already learned to hold onto.
I'm ignoring the butterflies in my stomach,
Knowing he's already taken me,
Stolen me away,
Piece by lovely piece.
Dashes of words sing as the dusk sets on my eyes,
Casting shadows on the cracks in my heart that are slowly healing into jagged lines,
Knowing he's another jigsaw piece that fits exactly where he needs to be.

My heart's fluttering again,
As I remember the sweet nothings he whispers in my ear when I can't seem to let go of the scars.
The streams of sunshine remind me why he's the one who chases away the bad dreams when all hope evades the dark corners of the night's fragile existence.
Why he's the one who holds my trembling world in butterfly kissed arms.
Rigidly delicate words thread through my mind, and drip off in spirals of rain that linger somewhere above my thoughts.

I'm watching my sky again,
Knowing he's my smile's reason to believe in fairy tales again.
When I know those dreams only existed when I was too little to spell:

L-I-E-S.

My eyes blink rapidly, adjusting to the color of the world that rests so gently on my hands.
And although I didn't notice,

Spring has already arrived.