Your Wishing Well of Hope

Its been three years since we've met two years since we started sharing a bed and one year since we haven't been fighting on what could have been. wishing you'd give up her hand hoping you'd see your kids again. For three years I have listened you cry over your past hoping to guide you forward to a better path I've smiled to people I didn't want to serve just to make the rent I've taken orders from the rudest soul bit my tongue and begged not to spare the tip at home is a hungry man I've loved you from the start you see I cannot escape what you've done to me you've made me smile, shared many laughs heard me cry, carried me though the darkest times I've been with you… but secretly there is another side the one I try, but lately can't hide… the one who's secretly been waiting hoping you would pull through three years later, and I'm still wishing on you the lady I smiled at before is starting to make me angry I can no longer work for her measly tip of pennies. Take me away like you said you would help me live the life I thought we could there is only so much love can do when in many ways there isn't two… and I'm still looking to count on you but my pockets are low on pennines and there are no more left to throw down your wishing well of hope.