You Think

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The Rhythm of Love

You think to yourself so quietly
“Why can’t I love him if he loves me?”
You think about uncertainty
“Is it just because he reminds me of so many things?”


Well, I don’t want to lie and say that I’m the perfect man
But, I will tell you now, that no matter what, I’ll understand
Whatever you have chosen is the only truth at hand
But, no matter what, I’ll do everything I can


You think to yourself again
“Why can’t I ignore the resemblance in him?”
Your thoughts wander to how it began
“He woke me from my nightmare, and I won’t let him in”


So many thoughts and questions invading your insides
Shadowing the spaces you hold deep in your mind
For a man that you had chosen, before he did remind
Of the past you had forsaken, gleamed out from his eyes


You think to yourself so solemnly
“I will not love him, history won’t repeat”
You think about mistakes you might be making
“But, if I let him love me, he could make me happy”


Well, honey, I don’t want to lie and say that I’m the perfect man
But, I will tell you now, that no matter what, I’ll understand
Whatever you want me to do, is where I’ll reach my hand
But, no matter what honey, I’ll do whatever I can


I sit and home and wonder why the stars crossed you and me
Put us on the same road, this path we’re travelling
Never to let us share that same destiny
To the same destination, just by different means


You think that I can’t love you
Because I’m like that other guy
You think that I will hurt you
Because you see him in my eyes


Well, honey, I am not him, and I will never be
I will never break your hearts, or split your precious seams
I will hold all of my love, and give it all to you
And I would take your heart in mine, to save it from misuse


You think to yourself, at my words
They sound a bit familiar, like a waking memory
You think about the past you let go
And wonder why you’re reminiscing
You think about a future, wondering what it means
To fall in love with words, but not the one who is writing


I think about a love
And I think about my life
And wonder why I trust
I’m just as broken in my mind


I don’t know that much about this life that I do lead
But, I do know one thing
You are the one I see, holding up my everything

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nightlight1220's picture

Nice flow. This is so perfect

Nice flow. This is so perfect a song for people who have 'internet only' relationships. Put into music...I bet it would be huge with the severe 'physically abled' population that for one reason or another, has relations without communication in actuality. ~peace~ 

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "