Lately, I have not loved I have not loved anyone but myself. The worry of wanting beyond oneself distresses me It makes me act like a child in a world of grown expectation
Still, the look of his eyes made me no more than a little girl. But the world is beyond playgrounds
And the pearl of my centerpiece made me stand on my own ashes
There was no time nor pain in your house. I wanted someone who asked me to never let go. Not a spouse, A full-time worshiper loved in part-time.
Once you were a given, I’ve seen that I was the sun for my gloomy days The sakura of my February spring There were no more blurry lines from which to be rescued and no longer giving what could be spared
Indeed I healed the heart I neglected when I left for you And when it's cold outside and I need to be cherished There’s no despair It’s not love It's only spoiling for an affair