A Heartless Math...No a Woman of God

Walking down that cold dark path Adding my footsteps Dividing the dirt path into two Multiplying the times I been screwed over And subtracting the love Which is a very heartless math Yet time and time again I am left with this equation In the beginning our hearts are tender Our hearts are week and fragile We are like a broken white dove That’s why we call it tender love We call the present a smoothly wrapped gift Because all the past is a cold heartless math Me and you You and I Will make the world jealous But who shall I be addressing Do I address the cheaters and liars Because that’s all I know Do I address the betrayers and users Because that’s all I see Maybe its time to address a woman of god No no no not a woman of god I mean a woman of GOD With her a heartless math can’t exist My equation will look like this: Adding the times I look into her eyes and say I love you Multiplying the thoughts that race across my mind Dividing the love we share for each other and become one And subtracting the negativity A girls heart is fragile something I know But I am willing to go the distance to make a relationship flow I want us to be one heart with the same beat No matter if we are scared, happy, excited, or nervous It will be hard to come across this certain mate But one thing is I can relate To is this so called thing we call a perfect date Having a picnic while the sun sets and lying under the stars Just going to a simple park and having the time of your life Watching a movie together with her in my arms with a silent I love you Going over to ones house and playing board games and laughing and smiling Walking along the beach and looking back and seeing two sets of footsteps Now one is gone I am walking on the beach and looking back and seeing one Looking up to the heavens I ask God says to me I must be blind and told me to take off my mask I feel lighter as if I am floating amongst the clouds God said to me when you saw two sets of footsteps You and her was one set and I was the other Now when you only saw one it was then I carried you Next thing I did was took a big breath and blew Blew all the liars and cheaters away Blew all the betrayers and users Blew out the old candle that was still somehow burning And the next thing I knew GOD lit a new one And put his hand on my chest And whispering in my ear he said, “Son sit back and let me do the rest” © Jeremy Fennell