I would build walls
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For miles around me
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Around anything that hurt
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Any sensitive category
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Kept love at an arm's-length
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It was natural to me
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You did not agree
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You said things like "unhealthy"
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And I took on the task
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Of changing my pattern
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All you did was ask
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And the walls all came crashing
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At a welcoming speed
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I was convinced you'd never hurt me
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And I used to cling to the back of your mind
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But I must have let go
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At the moment in time
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When she offered careless physical joy
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Both bouncing my heart around
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Like a cheap rubber toy
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And after countless
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Hours
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Of crying
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Trying to forgive you
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Believe you
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Grow a spine and leave you
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Grieve you
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I've come to this conclusion,
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No one prepares you when choosing to stay
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How to dare share a bed again
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Keep demons at bay
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She took something precious
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That was just meant for me
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Not for her eyes to see
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And I used to cling to the back of your mind
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But you must have let go
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At the moment in time
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When she offered careless physical joy
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Both bouncing my heart around
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Like a cheap rubber toy
|
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And after countless
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Hours
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Of crying
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Trying to forgive you
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Believe you
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Grow a spine and leave you
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Grieve you
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And after countless
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Hours
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Of crying
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Trying to forgive you
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Believe you
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Grow a spine and leave you
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Grieve you
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I've come to this conclusion,
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After all the years you invested in me
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All the love, tears, and possibilities
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I realize that if the tables were turned around
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You wouldn't leave me now...
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The Art Of Forgiveness
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Maria Mena |