Getting Older

Getting older
And I just grow bolder
And into my own skin
It was reflected in him
And I thought that we
Could be outside of history
In a land beyond time
And I wanted to call him mine
Somewhere quiet and beyond the suffer
Now I watch him love her
And I wish them well
But it is a kind of hell
To keep myself away from him
Because there’s a pact between women
And what if he was to leave her for me
If I reveal the mystery
That surrounds my presence
And the essence
Of what we are
Is born from a distant star
Is there a way to be a friend to you
Because I want you in my life too
I shut you out
Because the doubt
That was cast upon me
Just had to be gone me
And I wanted a secret space
With you so I could see your face
And read the lines
That arc over you a thousand times
Like holy comets
Are you still on it
Like a diamond mine
I would have told you I was fine
If you’d have asked
But your compassion’s masked
By your fear
I just want you to know I still love you, dear

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