Someday I'll write about you-
Whether in fondness or bitterness-
Because you have become my history
I'll write about what could've been
And what we used to be
I'll recall the first line you said to me
And how I stumped you with my one liners
I'll be using a lot of 'he was' and 'we were'
And downplay the 'I was'...
Because it'd get too hard for me to put my emotions into words
But tonight...
With tears streaming down my eyes
I am writing about you with all the rawness
I never thought could ever feel so real, so present
I am writing about us that never really are
Because you didn't think I was worthy of a 'goodbye'
I am writing about my heart stabbed with a knife
I didn't know you always have in your hands
I am writing about my faith being stripped and devoured
Because if you could do this to me...
In a world full of wolves, a sheep like me does not stand a chance
8 August 2016