I wish we could sit down and talk
The end of it all was the worst
It still is
the end.
the worst.
You heard how I felt from others
(and hung up when I tried to tell you myself)
I am hearing how you feel from others
(and can't hear it from you)
And now this story
A false one
Of one side
I don't know how much is you but
I hope you know this and believe it
I always stood up for you
(even when I had to say hard things)
I always believe the best in you
(even now when it seems you don't want the best for me)
I always think you are strong
(even when you don't think you are)
I always want you to be whole
(even when I am broken)
I will continue to speak truth
To try and guard your heart
To seek justice
To love mercy
To walk humbly with God
I hope you still trust me
The way you once said you did
I hope you still know I am making choices
Like I always have
They are probably still mud
Like all the others
Some good
Some bad
But some good.
You said so then.
The hard ones you said you couldn't make.
The ones you supported me in.
Do you remember?
Or have you forgotten those words too?
Have they been erased by the hurt?
By the desperation to keep the ground beneath you from cracking?
I let mine crack
For him
For you
Because it already was
I just looked down and saw it
Please look down too
Before it opens up
And consumes you
I believe you are honorable
I hope you will speak out truth
Always.
also.
always.
i mean it.
always.
