Tuesday, September 20, 2011

My Love

I've watched you walk away
And you never looked back
But I'm not okay with that
Nor do I want to face facts
That no matter how much I want us to be
I can't make you love me
And no matter how hard I've cried
I can always say I tried
But I'm tired this go round
Does that make me hell bound?
Because I'll be giving up on us
Not me and you, I mean Jesus
Because it's to HIM that I always pray
To help us see that brighter day
For my tear ducts to run dry
So we can watch the ribbons in the sky
And I can see that sparkle in your eye
To HIM I pray
For a better way

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