Months of Progression
November, I don't want you
I don't want your phrases
I don't want your time
I don't want your care
December, I don't want you
I might enjoy your praises
I might like how you try
I don't want you there
January, I might want you
I like that we're no longer strangers
I don't like it when you cry
I like the gleam in your stare
February, I want you
I feel protected against the worlds dangers
You brighten my days, I cannot lie
The way you manage my heart is hardly fair
March, I want to keep you
I need our heartfelt exchanges
When you're around everything is alright
These emotions are stripping me bare
April, I need you
You became the beauty in my life's painter
Your smile is a woeful sight
It would seem you're the answer to my every prayer
May, I love you
All my walls have collapsed and I'm plainer
In my weakest moments you fill me with might
If I say so myself we're the perfect pair
June, I might lose you
I look back at my younger self and I blame her
The wick is growing shorter, we burn too fast, too bright
In my heart I feel a wound start to tear
July, I lost you
You're still here but I'm just your entertainer
You've chosen a different path to walk this night
I'm shattered on the bathroom tiles, this ending is bitterly fair
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