If

If you were a song,
I could pick you apart
line by line,
note by note,
And play it back.
Symphony -
perfection.

If you were a story,
I could read you again and again
I could re-write every page
Our own happy
Ever after

If you were a sketch,
simple yet so complex,
I could take away
your tears
and replace them with a smile

I'd like to say I knew,
I'd like to say you felt the same
I'm only lying to myself
I knew you never cared.