My Misunderstanding
I am easy to misunderstand for I live life through emotion
I once was so misunderstood, seen was addiction where I felt devotion
Strange as though it may sound I love that person still
Though the words spoken cut deeper then, if they'd maimed or kill
Realizing that I received clarity from them above all
Knowing now she wanted out, never again will I beg or call
My wish for her true happiness still stands for you to see
For when she finally finds it....it's biggest fan will still be me!
My only hope is that she can clearly see, that through it all
She gave to me more than anyone, even though we stopped before the fall
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