I wasn’t planning on your pain to cross my T and i didn't think that I was the dot that would cross your eye.
The top wasn't where i wanted to be, prosperously equal was what I was reaching for.
Life is full of excepting absence & moving along. The art sometimes I wish I wouldn't have mastered.
You're right in front of my face though….but you've shown no clarity.
The vision has been spoken, sincerity reviewed, conclusion definite…..we are too similar.
I’m the lady who will eventually make the babies who might drive you crazy & you want the same but uncertainty wants you to trade me instead of displaying me.
The road to redemption isn't a easy one but it is sparing to say the least.
When I sliced 2008 open with sharp emotions….you drank from my wound willingly. You saw the blue before the red. You tasted your iron unknowingly. That was it…our common ground.
So I danced around the walls like you didn't place them only to realize that I was the setup.
Just to figure out that you don't need to cross my T to stand by me.
Then the words made it topsy-turvy, flipped shit around….to our sides. That’s what I wanted, the equality.
You aren't to live, you are to love. I had to make it visible. You are the challenger, I am the challenge.
Thanks for becoming my new best friend.
