i thought i knew what this meant.

heaven-sent
my heart, i lent
my dreams, you bent
and molded,
a new self i had to invent
so you would be content
with the changes i underwent.

but the truth unfolded,
revealed your intent,
came and went.
to what extent
had you meant
to drag this on,
you had withdrawn
you had been gone
but you kept me pent
up in your torrent
unable to vent
until this lament.

you can't repent,
i won't relent,
you can't prevent
my resentment
towards you,
cause it's true
i was too blind
to mind
being confined and defined
by your design.

but it's true
i grew,
i bid adieu
to the girl you knew.
her time is done
cause it's begun
the end of reruns.

no longer will time be misspent.
ourselves we must reinvent.
i think you know what this meant.