8/20/2014
I've intellectualized...
having read Men Are From Mars
that he just wants to fix me
But I can't let him
I'm not broke
I'm not broken
I am strong
on my own
I'm independent
when we met
he saw me as
a damsel distressed
For that night alone
I played into the role
I let him be needed
He came alive
He swept in
he had to kiss me
So now
we sit as friends
assuming I need him
I said I don't
I just hang around
because I love him
and the one
who shows up in my life,
he wants to be there
I can't sit
in good taste
and let him hold me
hot and cold
I am to the man
who freely loves me
and to the one
who is there if I call
but doesn't reach for me,
I'm there
I'm whole
and I'm sorry
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