He Asked, I Answered


Boy: My love, I’ve been hurt in my past and I don’t want to see through those eyes.
But with your choice of words, you say you’re telling the truth but those similarities reveal lies.
I’m scared to expose my soul to you, I’m sorry, but I believe you can set me free
If only you can tell me truthfully why you love me?

Girl: You want to know why I love you, well sit down and let me speak
For you think that the past will appear soon, but the future is what I leak
I am your future, so don't allow the "past" to predict beyond the "present", introducing itself to me.
Because with each step forward, you’re taking two steps back, leaving on my conscience all the debris.

Boy: I understand what you’re saying but I’ve heard it all before.
And those relationships turned to dust the second I my feelings started to pour.
It’s hard for my heart to beat, when lies pump through your veins
Acting like I’m living sunny days but deep down it always rains

Girl: Well what is my hand here for but to catch each tear you spill
I’ve rose from those ashes like a Phoenix; God is trying to show you that this man here is real.
I can see through your eyes like windows to your soul, mostly what remains.
And my hope is drowning in that internal storm bound down with chains.
See, when I look at you I freeze hoping that time will do the same.
Only God could be my artist, painting perfect pictures of you in a frame.
No lie, I believe you are my one and only, but I also believe in having patience.
Because your heart is fragile and I will walk slowly with you in my hands, just a simple wonman using common sense.
My love is not just a word, but a living that I look forward to waking up, fulfilling each day.
To look in the mirror and be grateful for what God has sent my way.

Boy: Then why do I wake up feeling like I’m trapped in a maze?
With walls closing in, arrows pointing in different ways.
I can’t comprehend the present clearly because my past has been so scarred.
And I’m trying to forget those wounds, but baby, it’s so hard.
I cry myself to sleep each night just afraid that me being alone, is my destiny.
And what lives on in my heart are strong ambitions of having true love, my doubts have torn away the rest of me.


Girl: Look, I am not trying to tell you to forget your past, but to recognize me as a wonman, a real person.
And until you can see me as an individual, not as a “nigga”, your pain will only worsen.
Your past is what chiseled you into this beautiful, intellectual man I stand in front of today.
And I’m in love with this man, which is why I will never let you get away.
You see different directions because you have never been guided down memory lane.
A one-way street to happiness, but along the way is pain.
But you have to figure out a way to overcome your past.
To make your first step into felicity, never visioning your last

Boy: But how can I vision my first step into felicity when I can’t even vision my last step in depression?
I apologize for interrupting you but I have yet been able to find someone to answer that question.

Girl: You say you can’t view your last step in depression but you’ve already made a change.
As you question me on my faithfulness to love, you’ve given me a journey of imaginative emotions in exchange.
That’s why I love you, you may have asked me as if you didn’t know, but the answer was always in your possession.
But you were always blind to love that is why pain always seemed to be what you questioned.
I love you baby, look into my soul and embrace me for who I am.
Take my hand and allow me to guide you through the state of happiness with me as your woman.