Him

How do I convince you of an emotion that you don’t believe exists?

How do I tell you that I want to take you to a place that you swear you’ve never seen and never been, but once believed that you were in way back when…

How do I make that place real to you again?

Before the lies of other men and your sons fathers sins…

Back when all you needed was three words to make your life content,

But those three words were misused, abused, and misspoken-

And left unspoken, so when I speak them you think that I’m joking, but-

I mean them from the bottom of the organ that he left broken…

But you, you’ll never know this because this dream of mine was stolen by, Him…

That half a man that you swore to be a whole one,

And that half a man, he took half your soul so now your more content with no one-

Than risking it all again…

For someone that looks like Him,

And someone that speaks like Him,

And someone that feels like Him,

But someone he’s  never been, for…

That emotion that you don’t believe exist is too in fact very real-

It just didn’t exist within Him,

And that place that you swore to be a dream is also real,

It’s just that he has never been, so he didn’t know how to get there with you…

But me, I do…

So the question is not if we can go…

The question is more like, When?

Can I love you?