I wake to the scent of Axe body spray
As the sun peaks through; shining on my face.
I turn around to look at you,
But I already knew what you had to do.
Leave my bed, kiss my head, and go back to her
And I’m left telling myself that I shouldn’t care
Cause I already knew when I took that dare
That you were hers
She was yours
And I was stuck in-between something else.
Something to far deep
And I wasn’t to sure how to even save me.
But that wasn’t the problem
The problem wasn’t even me.
It was you, and how you treated us unfairly.
I care about my money, family, and education
And let me not forget about God, and his daily lesson
But the problem is I do and it kills me inside
Cause when I need him most
It seems he’s hard to come by.
People tell me to pray
And talk from the heart
But sometimes it has nothing to say
And I feel it tearing us apart.
Then troubles and worries start to fill my mind
And I feel it getting harder and harder
But I guess that’s just life.
Yes, I know it helps to have God in my life
To go to church, and eat the body of Christ
But what I crave is not a pastor, or preacher or even a master of prayer
Because what I crave, what I really crave
Is the love, the passion, the fire, and the faith
For a non-being so powerful and so great.
And to cry in his arms and feel his touch
Knowing that nothing can harm me, you, or us.
Feel the peace and the hope inside my heart and soul
And that never again I will feel the hurt.
Today I saw one of my best friends be so strong as the love of her life walked out of her life. She inspired me to keep going and never stop loving no matter what.
I later looked at my ex’s Facebook (i know, lame) and I saw him as a memory not a regret…in the weariest way I’m happy.
PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO LOVE, AND BE LOVED.
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