People tell you to ask for the truth, but what they don’t tell you is how to prepare for it.
Sometimes I think it’s better to live a lie, because the truth is, that’s when I’m the happiest.
The truth is painful; it disturbs your illusions, causing you to come to realization.
Suddenly, everything’s wrong, and nothing is right.
She’s your girl, but maybe if you took a chance, you could see a whole new world.
I'm not saying that I’m perfect, but I’m definitely worth it.
Hearing you mention her and your memories shared, I just know I can’t compare.
But I’m willing to step out of my comfort zone to make this your home.
Even though he’s present, his mind is still absent.
She’s still in the picture, and you're the frame holding it together.
Soon you’ll come to realize I’m here for you, through any weather.
It’s not like you owe me anything, but God how I wanted it to be you more than anything.
You tell me it’s best if no one knows, but I can’t contain these feelings anymore.
Maybe in another lifetime our book doesn’t come to such an end, and we can be happy instead.
Who would have thought that right person wrong time actually exists? This is definitely an unexpected twist.
If they had told me this is how our story ended, I wouldn’t be surprised.
It felt like a love story, but this time it’s not Bonnie and Clide.
That’s the pain that comes from forbidden love.
Knowing that you’re living a double life, but I still never questioned you.
Maybe it’s because I was always told, don't ask questions you don’t want the answers to.
The truth is, I was naive. I heard all the whispers and the rumors yet I ignored, as this is what love does.
It creates a parasite that latches onto you and begins to devour you from the inside out.
I have this empty feeling like something is missing, like I’m incomplete and having doubts.
Did I truly make the right call, choosing me above it all ?
Letting our memories fade and our time spent go up in flames.
Silly me for believing you are the man for me, even when you showed me that you couldn’t be.
Nights where I’d sleep and see you in my dreams had me thinking it was meant to be.
Wishing on a star, trying so hard to figure out who you really are.
Cause the words and the actions started to not match and I knew for a fact, that that’s when feeling started to subtract.
Leading me on with no intentions to put a ring on. Black, educated queen being treated like a tv screen.
On for your entertainment or maybe something from science class, an experiment.
Claiming this is more than intimacy but pattern shows that this is ur recurring tendency.
Fighting between standing on my worth and realizing my value or allow you to continue to portray false hope of a new you.
Between my mind and my heart is a constant battle.
One hates you, one loves you but they both long for you.
My friends say I’m hypnotized, If I showed them the you behind closed doors, they’d be just as mesmerized.
Commitment is like screeching to your ears, as I’m pleading you to choose me. Let me be all that you see.
Experiences are all around us we just haven’t explored them as yet.
He came in like an angel, determined and ready to conquer this quest.
He’s new
The intricate vines that wrap around her heart, securing it yess but it may soon go dark.
Trying to release it, his fingers now suffering from bruises. You’d think he would say screw this?
He’s new
A very important decision has to be made. Should she open up or is she still too Afraid?
The past has her in its grips, like a knife to her wrists.
In efforts to save her, he morphed into a savior. Dates, flowers, letters ,gestures.
His goal is more than just to acquire but to savor.
He’s new
That once in a lifetime love almost like it’s something straight from above.
You could say heaven sent, but that’s not even a fraction of how it felt.
He’s new
Descriptions are given using words, If she’d said perfect you’d think she was just living in the moment.
But his aura made her feel at peace, something she didn’t know was missing, completed her like a masterpiece.
Magnets attract to each other and when separated remain whole.
As this is the outside view but taking a look inside, my heart stole.
Life without you
I won’t exaggerate and say you were the air that I breathe.
But you were my lungs and when you left I started to suffocate. Can you relate?
Life without you
A constant feeling to reach out , communicate and rekindle.
But the hurt , lies , manipulation am I willing to handle?
Life without you
Walking away from me and not even looking back, is like you were off to somewhere else.
But I just have to ask was she there when you were down and had no one else?
It’s true what they say no contact makes the heart go numb.
How could I allow you to play with me like a drum?
Life without you
As I try to move on and grow, don’t look for me when she double crosses you.
You chose that hoe.
Life without you
Maybe I’ll find a replacement too, and you’ll see how it feels but for now I have to pray that time heals.
From the moment our eyes locked, it felt like our souls had intertwined.
For I knew this moment would stand still in time, as I’m now holding on to you like a vine.
I have regrets
This feeling is so substantial almost like I’m overwhelmed, over joyed ,over stimulated.
As I’m inlove with a man that can barely see how I was even uniquely created.
I have regrets
It’s safe to say I do hate love not because of the hurt or the pain but the suffering.
Sacrificing my mental and physical health, trying to make sure there’s no one else.
Waking up contemplating is his bed vacant or is he laying beside someone else.
I have regrets
How could a man claim his love for you but doesn’t crave to be near you.
When I see you I see the stars but quite frankly you see something to play with like a guitar.
I have regrets
This one sided attachment causes my heart to ache, do you even think about my feelings.
How I adore you and try to see beneath all your flaws. Accepting you as you are.
I have regrets
Everytime we touch our worlds collide, it’s something from a love story, Bonnie and Clyde.
As we part ways I just have one thing to say, I have regrets, because our memories haunt me like a nightmare, Elm street.
