Shoulda Let You Go - Keyshia Cole


The road leading away from him
is paved with good intentions...
I intended to love him the way he
needed me to...to be the woman
he expected to see in me...I
intended to always be there for him...
when he needed me...even though
he was only here for me when it was
convenient for him. I intended to
ignore this lonely heart he
consistently left bleeding inside of me...
I intended to ... live for him... even though I was
dying inside of him... I had
poured myself into him...and he...
defined my identity...used to tell me
if he wanted my opinion...he'd
give it to me...and I...in good intention...
allowed him to govern me...
I intended to ignore the nightmares...
sending subliminal messages
telling me that I was sleeping....
with the enemy... I intended to
seek my shelter in him... intended to
see him as refuge...even though he
was never around when I needed him.
I intended to remain sweet and
fight the bitter urges that were
festering inside of me...I intended to
not push him away... but somehow...
my hands were on his psyche...
giving him a shove... I intended to ...
allow his curses on my name to
fall on deaf ears... but I heard him...
I intended to ignore the glare in his eyes
where the gleam once melted me...
I intended to not allow shame to infiltrate me...


but I realized...good intentions were going to be
the emotional and mental death of me...
and my eyes were beginning to see him in a
realistic spotlight...and his kisses were leaving
and acidic bitterness on my lips...and I began grieving...because...
being even his friend was something that
simply could not be... so...

the road leading away from him
is paved with my good intentions...
intending to be the woman
he needed me to be...
but bitterly...I concede...
that I simply cannot meet
his expectations of me...

so I walk away...
bitterly...

even though I intended...
not to be.