What I saw while my eyes
Were closed
The energy that connected
Our souls
Your not
The chi in my coffee
Not the motion in my sea
I would have battled for your love
Would you for me
Your not .
The crispness in my fall air
I extended my heart
You stripped it bare
Your not
My dream
More like wishful thinking
This love not drowning
Its completely sinking
Your not ..
A whimsical moment
Nor a equal opponent
The heart articulator
Just a promise breaker
Your not he that loved me in spite of me
Your not he that would savor me
You not he that would cry with me
Build with me, protect me, and understand me
Comprehend me, be one with me
You didnt hold me ,Caress me, Entangle me ,Soothe me
Relate to me, dance with me, honor me, enjoy me
Converse with me, make love to me, confide in me
Therefore
Your not ..
Youre not the Man .The Man For Me .
Youre Not The Man - Sade
Ms. Syndel, you didn't have to rip it like this. It's like you reached the point of where you're tired of talking, he's done pissed you off to the tenth, and you're letting the battered heart speak the truth it's repressed for so long. I love your work.
*smh* It's a hard pill at times to swallow when the veil is lifted and you are no longer seeing through rose colored glasses and when realization hits you realize this person you love and give your all too and is there for through thick and thin just doesn't have or show that same love for you. It's not always the big things that matter so much, it's the little things that matter the most to us women and knowing that man for us is there to hold us, comfort us, willing to listen, willing to wipe ... [+]more
*smh* It's a hard pill at times to swallow when the veil is lifted and you are no longer seeing through rose colored glasses and when realization hits you realize this person you love and give your all too and is there for through thick and thin just doesn't have or show that same love for you. It's not always the big things that matter so much, it's the little things that matter the most to us women and knowing that man for us is there to hold us, comfort us, willing to listen, willing to wipe our eyes. I loved this one Syn [-]collapse
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