That's how the light gets in

There is a crack in the wire. That's how the lights get in. I like it somehow, it fills me with a sense of peace. Inside there is peace outside there is chaos. There is always chaos. Its like the way I look is a facade and a distraction away from the truth. Most of the them don't know this, but you do. You always knew everything that needed to be said. We enjoyed it this way, a deeper sense of knowing and looks meant more than we could ever explain in person. It's the way I like life to be, meaningful and there is always something to be curious about. Simple is not something I am able to be. I often wished I could be but secretly I was happy with the way I was. What a surprise after all the this time. Except my hands are empty without you.