The hardest thing to accept while we hope and pray
Baring our souls naked and afraid
Is taking rejection head on
No protection while asking why
Simply because...
No matter your age or gender
There's no tender way to reply:

Return to sender

Am I too progressive with my indiscretions
So hazardous while blathering implicit messages
Confiding in your esteem
Preening my feathers, licking wounds
And I guess...
Sending messages that are perplexing and confused
Causing stresses and second guesses leading to conceptual asepsis
Otherwise there'd be no guise or feelings manifested

I'd be chaste if only I could feel my ****** bones
Yet I have no control, and that makes me bold
So I spray my words in haste
I knew it was true when I told you
You looked like you'd been replaced
Then it took a moment to regain your composure
But I could feel your pain was real like you got hit by a bulldozer

What we had was then threatened to be torn asunder
I swear the silence that ensued rumbled as loud as thunder
It was as though that moment let go drained away our gladness
All there was to remain was feigned
Within the echo of profound sadness
Ashamed feeling like my blunders lead to your heart's plunder
I'm deciding now to write this down to prevent it taking us under

The way I look at relationships is a free flowing fluid
The brass tacks slip through the cracks
Rest assured that we're not ruined
Suffice to say I don't see you that way
Because we're not black or white
We're different shades of gray