Not Love
Your love is sweet, kind and caring
your love is sharing fun and daring
Your love is not like sand or dirt
but it can really truly hurt
You knocked on my door and I let you in
how did it start, well let me begin
I stand there staring at the back of your head
wondering who this person could be
Hoping you'll notice, that I noticed you
hoping I'll notice , you noticed me too
I turn around slowly to walk away
only to hear you whisper, hey hey
I respond with shyness, silliness and fear
to question if your motives and actions were clear
are you talking to me I ask, and put on my mask
You asked me my name as I asked you yours
my body is tense with cut open pores
I waited and waited , till you came along
tell me it's right or tell me it's wrong
4 weeks I saw you, 4 days I called you
4 nights I had you, come again
I'm glad to
I care about you deeply, why won't you believe me
I see you like a turledove
I like you boy, but like not love
I'm sorry you're hurt, truly I am
you are my mister and I am your mam
I really want you, truly I do
can't make this decision
not old enough to
Maybe someday, in time I'll love you
but baby right now, it's really to soon
Remember me boy, for I am still here
I really do care
to the all those above, and no it's Not Love..
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