My Dear Your Love Is Unjust
I turn in my bed and there you are,
You have never left my side or tore my patched up heart,
And yet I can’t help but wish you were someone else.
That someone that left me behind.
That someone that my friends and family warned me to leave alone,
They saw the devil and demon in him; I saw the god and angel in him,
But you lay by my side staring at me in delight; I smile back a forged smile
Why can’t you be him? I ask myself.
He was an angelic devil, you are a soothing angel.
The feelings I had and still have for him are honest, angry and adoring.
The feelings I have for you are complicated, unsure and uneasy.
Do not mistake me my love, I love you I do, but there is a hole in our love that was not
there with him.
Our love to me is translucent; something’s cannot be seen and are uncertain.
With him our love was transparent; everything was laid out in front of me for me to see and
taste.
I am sorry my love, you adore me and treat me like some kind of goddess but I do not
deserve your love or devotion.
My heart it still young and fickle I love too many, you love the wrong person
I am truely sorry my dear sweetness.
your love for me is unjust.
Copyright © Hazel Jackson | Year Posted 2010
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