May Be Kismet

You put your Self out there, then you pull it away. Looking for that someone, in their own kid of way. “Have you only been this way with me?” “Do you know how to save me?” The clues are laid out there for you to know me. Like the scented crumbs you left me to find you. My thoughts are weighed out from within to you.Every word I hear, I hope is true. Waiting cautiously for you to mend my hearts broken ways. Cautiously wanting of me, you wait for it to come.

“I just need to hurt more than hope.” “Aren’t you too good for me?” So beautiful. So confident and strong. It’s an escape for me, for you… I push you pull a way into this… We try to hide everything that makes us wish that this could be the last time we try to put it all out and get what we gave. Waiting cautiously for you to mend my hearts broken ways. Cautiously wanting of me, you wait for it to come. You blame your Self for being alone now. It was for the best, oh so blessed… You think it’s punishment for the choice you made. oh so blessed, for the best. All the others that left their scars in you, they were not as true. All this has lead you to where you are right now at this moment in your life. Waiting cautiously for me to mend your hearts broken ways. Cautiously wanting of you, I wait for it to come.

What is the point of holding back if you love to give it all? Let this in and we may see that it’s not something to fear. We may be the one so free to let us see our Selves so clearly. Forgiving all of our mistakes that we’ve made through our whole lives, now…