I wanted more of him
My adore was him,
no ever after - closed that chapter
Moving backwards,
tit for tat
But isn’t that just how it’s always been?
So I leave, though I say my prayers twice for him
& close my eyes just to call to the skies for him
I must’ve lived in more than twice the sin, lost his trust to lust,
& somehow he can’t forgive, or sacrifice his pride despite all the lives we’ve lived.
But never would I lie to him
My heart’s reserved
do I deserve all the tears I’ve cried for him?
I think I’ve died for him
All for nothing then..
my mind is muffled it’s a struggle to stop loving him
So I release my old ways for him
Including all the love I’d saved for him
Or would’ve
gave to him, what a way to live
can’t spend a lifetime chasing him
