She said, “I thought you’d never change.”
I said, “You promised to stay the same.
Guess promises of never shouldn’t ever happen again.”
She paused. Looked up
into my eyes like she’s searching,
The lurking observer working hard to see my purpose.
I wonder if she could ever, see my true purpose,
of wanting to be good man, seems like I’m cursed.
Now I’m looking at her eyes, thinking about how I served
this,
relation of contemplation hating the love that made this,
love affair that’s ending before it’s really beginning.
She asked, “What goes through your mind when your eyes
change?”
I replied, “I’m realizing that with time, hearts
change.
But then again, with time, I guess that all things change,
for better or for worse is the perception we all gain.”
“I see you go deep within, I wouldn’t know where to begin.
I’ll never figure you out. Just thinking about it makes my head
spin.
You are who you are.
I am who I am. I was hoping this
would work
but it seems nothing remains perfect.”
I added, “nobody’s perfect, yet I feel you’re the one.
Prayed to God every night that you’d be a mother to my
sons.
And ours daughters would grow up to be, just Like the queen
I see,
I look at you in truth, my heart sees inside of you.
But, if you can’t see me like you did before…I’ll just give it up favor,
guess love don’t live here anymore. I’ll just give it up to favor…”
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