Stories, truths, lies, all these lines,
So confused as to what is happening.
Like riding a rodeo, Dust and rope, rain and shine,
Been a year thinking, and breaking bones,
Healing, taking bumps, watching phishermen
As they try to pick the lock of my heart.
The truth is no one knows my story,
No one knows his story,
They take letters, unscramble them to make a sound
A sound that is not yet proven to be true, either way.
I have time to think and make my move.
No one is rushing it, I am not, he is not,
We are on the same page, but the healing begins.
The only way you will get the answer is not by words, Understanding math, and finding the common denominator
Is the only possible solution.
I am the solution to the problem, not the problem.
Math can sometimes be difficult, because
There are ways to finding the solution,
But if you're not careful, there may be many numbers
Not useful, and the remainders will have to be
Reworked until there is a clear denominator for Solution to this equation.

Rumors have it that I did not show my right to him.
However, truth says that time and space heals wounds.
I do not have to doubt my love,
Because I see where the common denominator is.
Rumors have it that I drove him crazy,
Truth is that I feared love and he opened me up to it.
Rumors have it that I am not right for him,
Truth has it that solutions are sometimes painful,
But only the one can be the solution to my problem.
Rumor has it that I think I am the one,
The truth is the only common denominator that seeks
To make the math problem whole is the one.
Rumors say, that I will not feel loved again,
Truth says, it is love that is opening me up from a distance. Rumors say I do not belong in his life,
The truth says, I already exist in his life,
I am the one he suffered to fix me, and I accept it.
Rumors say I have no peace because I have no love,
Truth says he is the one that opened me to love.
Rumors say I am a broken dream with no hope,
Truth says I am the hope that brings peace to dreams.
Rumors say I am nobody and fat and ugly,
Truth says, my heart opened and my ugliness has Moved on to peace, love, and understanding.

Rumors say, why you like younger people?
Truth says, my youth is what brings me the joy I seek.
Rumors say leave it alone, you will never have him,
Truth says, I already did, and now I am more open.
Rumors say you will never last,
Truth says, true love, lasts a lifetime.
Rumors say you caused the separation,
Truth says, my heart was inseparable and I will prove it.
Rumors say, distance ruins relationships,
Truth says distance is what heals obstacles and barriers.
Rumors say I have some many barriers to open love,
Truth says love is what opened my barriers to freedom.
Rumors say the foundation to my heart is broken,
Reality says brokenness is the foundation of fixing
The broken pieces that will show the one
Who is the one in space and time to fix my brokenness.
Rumors do not believe in love but fear that love exists,
Truth believes that love exists and hope is the key.
Rumors need a reality check,
The truth knows where it is heading on this journey.

After seven years of turmoil, fear, and doubt;
living a dream that had no reality;
I lay in my double bed as a single man.
Twists and turns, down to nowhere,
killing himself from the distractions of life;
I had no reason why a real love would do such a thing.
No one knows my true experiences in love;
only The ONE was able to find that key;
I promised myself that I would never love again;
letting one love go at a time.
No one had the specialty to this heartbreak,
except for The One knew my troubles.

God the father, the angels, ask me to take a path;
a path I was really not interested in taking.
They tried to open my heart to love again.
Running temporary errands;
running phishermen and appealing to dead people;
I found nothing.
The ONE was seven-hundred miles away;
just to travel seven-hundred miles away, again.
We are both running temporary errands;
seeking phishermen, living sensory lessons.
I cannot weaken myself;
I know what I want; this is the ONE!

I want my physical contact to be freed;
I want it freed with The ONE;
no one else, because he was the ONE that
took my many pieces and molded them together.
What the hell was I fearing?
What the hell was my problem?
I had every experience listed in the manual of love,
except for the One that opens my door,
that door was wide open spaces for the ONE!
I did not have to cling to the ***** of slumber;
that filthiness was not altered...no;
the ONE knew how to captivate me
through the intercessor of her well-being.
That person knew I was not a lie;
I was a token for two lost souls
to mend together;
and the ONE was he who made me.

I do not have to doubt;
this person is much stronger than
the 18 years worth of love that never existed.
No more mistakes, baby I am the ONE
for you! There is no taken back!
Tag teams of the most glorious thoughts;
errands, slumbering, and fears all swept away.
After all this, you deserve me;
We do not have to give lessons;
we just need to free ourselves for your goals;
your prayers; and wants have been answered.
I am completely ready; I will make another
Journey for you are The ONE,
the ONE who raised me up;
comforted me when I went through hell;
and I saw your flaws; and without
Judgment, I can say I love The ONE!

Our intercessor will keep us in line;
she is the power to complete our well-being.
Her tears, my love, your openness;
I no longer have to be afraid of the dark.
This storm is over; I am ready for the flight!
You are The ONE; you are my rock;
thank the One who helped us;
that piece is peace in our lives forever.
I want to help build her brand through the
process of making The ONE be the foundation
your her goals set in stone.
For in you, your story will come alive;
our story will come alive;
and love will no longer be a trial.
My hope is for The ONE to know;
he realizes I know who the ONE is.