Joe
He told me he doesn’t want to be alone
I’m torn because I want to be by myself
But same time I want to be with him
It’s kind of selfish I know
To withhold this information
But it surely isn’t my worst sin
I guess I need to figure out
If it’s my hormones or just destiny
He deserves the best in me
Not to be just another option
I’m really afraid of his sincerity
Because he says things we shouldn’t speak
You know those crazy fantasies
That we never admit to have
Things you blame on what you ate or drank
Lord no desire to fess up to being eccentric
He is a man with a gentle hand
A helper in the land of greed
I know so little of me
And much of him in comparison
He is not your average Joe
His smile is like a dozen roses
Inspiring red romance
He keeps telling me I’m here for you
He was hurt at work and didn’t call me
So in fact I’m not there for him it seems
When asked he said he
Had to go through it by himself
This warrior is an ex soldier
A widower a preacher a leader a emt
So amazing and he wants me
My caution refuses to leap
Like I said I can’t choose
Even if he tells me to
Time will tell if it’s worth it
I don’t want to hurt him
I’m feeling he is freer than me
And if opposites match…maybe
This is not easy waiting for destiny
I thought it was the California dude
But maybe it’s not him but Joe
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