In the throes of love
I didn't see from side to side
And now that I am not blindfolded
My follies have been revealed;
I was silly to have thought
That passions never pass
And now I'm left with a love
More enduring, more strong,
More everlasting that it could last.
Of course the act of loving is an act
And that is a veritable fact
And without doing anything about it
It could very soon be dead
But from all that I have construed
And from all that I have read
I know I'll sit atop the Tree of my own Love
Until my last sunset.
So even though you are encumbered
I do not lose hope;
You may not be my boyfriend
But you are definitely more than hormonal dope;
As your girlfriend I know I faltered
But as your friend I intend to do my best
Till the very end of my days I will not know rest.
I don't want to burden you with any worries,
I want you to know you did no wrong,
You were the best boyfriend I could have had,
You really had me with all the stories and the songs.
I know may be you don't need me,
And you're not in it anymore,
Neither am I to be honest
But I am guarding all our treasures in my store.
I don't want you to feel criticised
Or even remotely hurt
And when I have some more clarity
I promise you a more enduring friendship has been given birth.
So when you've digested this bit of information
And found your peace of mind
I promise you my hands will still be there as support
And our story on rewind.
I wish you glorious days ahead
And a whole lot of love
And may God's choicest blessings rain on you
From the mighty heavens above.
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