When you think of me, I hope the hate fades away with each passing day,
I know my thoughts are irrelevant,
And this subject is delicate,
But our love is not supposed to end...
Time will tell and time will heal,
It’s understandable why you wouldn’t want to think, speak, or feel.
Your perception must be of betrayal,
I’m trying to mend what I’ve broken,
how can that be shameful?
If you could look into the past and see the positives between you and me, would that be enough to save?
Try to look back at all of the love we shared, that is REAL,
Could we repave?
You do not have to listen to me, listen to your soul, are you really wanting to runaway?
Have you ever heard of the phrase
“better late than never?”
I appreciate all of you, everything you have done for me, and I will forever.
What if we are meant to be?
There are thousands of questions,
And hopefully,
in the future you can see my pure intentions....