Everything used to be grand, when I first entered your life,
We went through stages together, and once you were my wife.
Bout' a year back, is the time in my hypothesis,
That we found true love, not just a "Hey! Mock this!"
I can faintly remember, the notes that you have written,
And in other words I was chewin what it is I hadn't bitten.
It said things like, "you taught me again to smile", and "thanks for it all",
So let me say Im sorry here and now, I never meant to let spirits fall.
We continuously converse, on how the future might spell us,
And all though Im a Christian, I think back to my mistake and still fuss.
Occasionally I cry, on the account of me being sorry,
If I could do it over again, would I not? Chances are hardly.
Harlea, ignore the posts and comments, of possibly the entire thing,
I dont want to confuse your mind, since today I heard you sing.
Let me finish this, so I can pray for redemption,
Yeah Im sure you get the concept, because of our loving connection.
Read this at free will, this lil freestyle discusses my feelings,
All I can do now is pull up my hood, and stare at the floor or ceiling.
Yes, I look forward to us getting together for another shot,
But harlea listen to this. Lets be frineds till then. Please hate me not.
