"started as a rant on twitter and now we here."-Dame
Truthfully, it used to be my hurt that I would talk to.
Probably would blow your mind if you knew what I had walked through.
When shaded on a daily, its natural to have a dark view…
and mental first is worse when it feels like your hearts through
Gift and curse dispersed so how can I be impartial?
You see we enter actions, then relish in those interactions.
A simple pattern that totally shifted when our shit was shattered.
It didn’t matter because real talk, I promise I can see.
It makes no sense to be begging for shit that just shouldn’t be.
Like my decisions also combined with your decisions, plus what I’m given.
I swear perspective feels like a new religion.
You wouldn’t get it, but luckily, I didn’t offer it.
Reformed addict for a cancer that didn’t kill me, cause I got off of it.
Like I could flip and be reckless as shit, but it wouldn’t matter.
Because I don’t have to punch you in the face for me to kick this habit.
"this has been posted on my facebook since Sept. 10, 2013. don’t know why i was so reluctant to share it with you all. enjoy"-Dame
I had a dream a few days ago that you chose somebody else,
But we haven’t spoken in a week, so I kept it to myself.
Didn’t like the way it felt or the places it brought my mind
But I can’t say it’s something new, it used to happen all time.
Tell me that I’m wrong, that I have nothing to fear.
That you want what’s best for me and that you’ll always be here.
That you’ll never forget the things we said and that you’ll always give a damn.
That you won’t get so wrapped up in life that you forget who I am.
It got to the awful point where I wouldn’t even grieve.
People walk into my life and it’s almost guaranteed they’d leave.
That’s why I never truly let them in, but you wouldn’t accept no,
And I had no idea that this reluctant love would grow
It’s like if someone’s begging to love us, who are we to deny?
As I sat there and watched you time an time again pay that price with pride,
You would constantly put all of your emotions on the line
And I’d be forced to cowardly rebuff you every time.
It’s crazy how it’s changed and how our union has progressed.
Can you honestly say this is what you imagined the moment that we met?
For us to both connect and now our future’s uncertain.
Is it possible to find a space where we both aren’t hurting?
I handle goodbyes awfully, so I know I couldn’t take it.
And it’s unsettling to not be sure if we can really make it.
So I guess I don’t know if I’ll always possess your heart.
But I had a dream of it being for someone else a few days ago and I didn’t like the thought