He never came home,
so you’re starting to believe
that you’ve let too many men
sell you false hopes
about love and loyalty. *
Now, the weight of wasted time
anchors you to the very same sentiments
that break you down at night,
when you’re left alone.*
Your heart won’t let you change,
so that pain won’t go away.
Seems like you’re going in circles,
cause the mind has lost its way.*
You’ve given almost everything
and now you sit in bare
truth,
waiting,
folded over,
hands collapsed at the stress of your neck,
elbows pressed to the tender of your thighs,
as the chin collects pain from your leaking eyes.*
You just wanted a love that’s different
something
you have never seen.
He just needed to keep his distance,
to keep from committing to a Queen.
Life is backwards, today,
you show a man a bit of his future,
then he might start to retreat, in a way.*
You’ve waited long
for love,
to be good enough,
but without shared value
the lessors surrender their right to choose,
which blinds you to the games played.*
So lift your chin a couple of degrees,
to dry the lingering tears,
it’s not over.
We won’t ever see perfect,
and I’m sure it we’ll never be
but our God, he forgives,
so as you prepare to move forward,
cherish the highs and hard lessons,
and remember that God made you:
somebody’s blessing!
Dom S. Flagg 2016