#losingyourlover
I decided it's better to live with what you hide from me
How can I ask you to be honest when I won't let you?
What you choose to love is not my right to question
And if it's not me it doesn't mean that I won't love you
You probably thought I'd hurt you over rejecting me
But that's not the man that I want to be
I don't mind crying alone
I don't mind if you know
That's the only way to know how I feel
I decided it's better to help you love the right way
I want you to remember me as a person
And not someone who loved but walked away
Because he couldn't make you worship me
You probably thought I'd never leave you alone
I have to be the kind of man who hears what you say
We have to know when to let go
We have to know when to let it show
That's the only way to make you feel safe inside
I decided it's better to be happy for you
If you love another man then that's the right thing to do
I won't force you to tell it too my eyes
The kind of person you are doesn't hurt someone like that
You probably thought I'd never accept it
I have to quit imagining what you do at night
I know that I loved someone too
I know that I once lied to you
It's time to be strong enough to let you go
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
It was time to think about what she said
Another day had passed and I started wondering
Did I get what she was saying or was it over my head
I needed to stop talking and start listening
I thought about the cost of not feeing her emotion
I wasn’t being a lover in the things I was saying
She talked about things like loyalty and devotion
And how we shouldn’t let others separate us
What would you call a beach without an ocean?
This time what I saw in your eyes wasn’t lust
You walked away from the things I’d mistaken for love
You said being alone is better than living without trust
Fighting everyday was something you were tired of
Somebody once told me passion isn’t always pleasant
You said whoever said didn't know hurt from love
I always thought I was the gift, God’s present
But when you walked away I was ribbons in the trash
The only gift there ever was, was your heart’s presence
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 10:12 PM UTC