Someday I’ll savage my past and I won’t think someone loving me is a delicacy. Someday I’ll realize I’m all I got. Like on those days my lonely screams louder than your presence. Like on that day I screamed for God to show me what he saw in me. Like on this day where I wish you could’ve met me earlier. You’d love that girl. You’d love who she was. But for now I’m all there is and the best it could ever get.