I was talking to this friend about what he was doing Saturday, and he said hanging out with his family. I think that's so nice, but after awhile it just reminded me of everything I ever wanted and don't have. And he said he's jealous of me .. ain't that funny how that works?
always never be together
A few days before my birthday my new found father said
As he cradled me up and laid me down to bed,
You will someday be a lady with a life of your own,
With someone to love you as I have shown,
I will always be here to lend a hand
To help you and guide you with issues you don't understand,
Like a child I believed his words,
Until I'd see,
He was not the guy,
He promised to be,
Instead he was a boy that did not care,
The mannish charm and structure I needed had gone because he was never there,
I often cry myself to sleep,
How was I to know he was not mine to keep,
It's killer and so I pretend not to care, i lie,
Not a single hug or one last goodbye,
He is now a man free to roam
No worries of a daughter or ever coming home,
I sometimes giggle at the thought of my rolling stone,
And get nostalgic when hanging alone,
Because it became that theme, that constant tone,
The only feeling I'm so sure to have ever known,
And sends my body shivers that brittle's the bone,
Yet I am okay,
Either way,
The man chose a path that day,
And i take the lesson instead of having something to say,
He enjoys his endeavors and never turned my way,
Yet I know it's best he choose not to stay.
apparently my dating persona lol
always never be together
A few days before my birthday my new found father said
As he cradled me up and laid me down to bed,
You will someday be a lady with a life of your own,
With someone to love you as I have shown,
I will always be here to lend a hand
To help you and guide you with issues you don't understand,
Like a child I believed his words,
Until I'd see,
He was not the guy,
He promised to be,
Instead he was a boy that did not care,
The mannish charm and structure I needed had gone because he was never there,
I often cry myself to sleep,
How was I to know he was not mine to keep,
It's killer and so I pretend not to care, i lie,
Not a single hug or one last goodbye,
He is now a man free to roam
No worries of a daughter or ever coming home,
I sometimes giggle at the thought of my rolling stone,
And get nostalgic when hanging alone,
Because it became that theme, that constant tone,
The only feeling I'm so sure to have ever known,
And sends my body shivers that brittle's the bone,
Yet I am okay,
Either way,
The man chose a path that day,
And i take the lesson instead of having something to say,
He enjoys his endeavors and never turned my way,
Yet I know it's best he choose not to stay.
apparently my dating persona lol
the_swill:
Irony is a beautiful thing. Thanks for the comment!
the_matt79:
Well as long as you avoid the tinfoil hat phase of life, all is well.