You Lost Me
Time changes...
Both people, and things
Both substance, and means
Until nothing... is as it seems.
And... You... Lost... Me...
When promises were unkept
When dreams were unmet
And... I have no tears for the us,
that I thought we would be
So... I guess they'll remain unwept.
And, you lost me
When you weren't my peace
But, my stress.
Not my solace,
But my mess.
When I thought you were a vault
for my private thoughts,
I discovered that you were the press.
And it hurt, I confess,
But still I prayed that you be blessed.
And... You... Lost... Me...
When your actions
didn't match your words
When your mentality
Was as flighty as a bird's
When you showed me that
I'd never have 100%
of your dedication
....Just a third.
That doesn't work,
in spite of what you've heard.
...And You Lost Me
...And You Lost Me
...And You Lost Me
Copyright © Danita Michelle Allen | Year Posted 2019
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