I wonder if the love’s gone,
Does our future have a chance?
I know he is my soulmate,
Our meeting a precious circumstance…
We are moody with each other,
Sometimes I pick a fight,
Self will we are consumed with,
And individually we think we’re right…
My anger sometimes hurts him,
His silence gets underneath my skin,
Our differences in communication,
But neither of us wins…
It’s not a competition,
Hurting and suffering is no game,
We think we fool each other,
However, we are wired much the same…
I’m crazy and he knows it,
And he’s not a perfect man,
Pushing his buttons I’m good at,
But he always knows my plan…
Feeling separate and apart,
Physically we aren’t together,
But I want our bond to flourish,
Our relationship not fair weather…
At times I get frustrated,
Situation excelerated to the extreme,
But when I think I’ve lost him,
I get honest I come clean.
My ways can be manipulative,
I lash out and then regret,
But sometimes he’s so different…
Where is the man I met?
His changes have been subtle,
But they are present to me clear,
And when I look down deep inside,
I feel confusion and I feel fear…
Afraid that I may lose him,
So I react and hurt his pride,
Then I’ll try to push away,
But yet I want him by my side…
Seems we continue to trudge through,
When times are not that great,
I try to give him space,
When it affects my mental state…
It’s a process in itself,
Working through our trouble,
This impact on my life,
This isolated bubble…
So when I look internally,
of how I feel inside,
I look back at our past,
I know that we have tried…
Our relationship in God’s hands,
In my heart I know I trust,
But surrendering with vigilant faith,
Is crucial we know we must..
In the meantime I attempt patience,
He’s still in my life today,
Continuing to be part of his,
We come together and we pray…
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