When I think back and analyze,
Walking beside you
has been like walking in my dream,
the reality is the surreal
and you are the only voice I hear.
You want to sit on my shoulder
so that you can see the show on the street
I carry you bare footed
yet you want to become my master
not a friend.
Don't you think that is unfair?
didn't it ever occur to you?
that I will also be judging you,
but unlike the way you do, from outside,
I looked at you, from inside out.
I got you wrapped with my affection,
to protect you and show you the way
light up the streets when it was dark
to give you hands to lift you up
and get you on your feet,
cheered you up and shared your tears,
what did you give in return?
you dropped me in a minefield
of your temperaments,
loaded me with a baggage full of demands,
and a kick in my guts.
I thought I was lucky to have you
Finally it dawned on me
how misplaced my love was.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
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