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Sorry Jay

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romance

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You won’t talking about it

You won’t deal with it

You won’t feel it

because you don’t know what I know

So I guess I’m taking the solo trek across London’s bridge

Got me feeling so low

as if I’m not elevated

Got me moving so slow

‘cause this ain’t a race to be celebrated

Don’t want to be first, second, third, or honorable mention nominated

This isn’t something that I wanted

Haunted by a love

I mean live nightmare

The lack of sleep got me exhausted

The constant yawning got me gasping for air

We built what we could

out of the little that we had

But I have to come to realize that the reason for your presence was for a season

and you were just a fad

So I’ll box up the relationship

and maybe put a nice little bow on it

Happy Birthday.

I would light the candles

but you already blew it

and I’ll keep the cake

‘cause you can’t have that and eat it too

and I thought I would have some and share it with my crew

but we’re all watching our weight

Making acquaintance with the doctor

Audacious enough to turn his basement that’s spacious

into our very own waiting room

Anorexic patience

in a size 0

letting me know that you weren’t my hero

or knight in shining armor

So I guess I’ll just leave these feelings on the back burner

that’s getting warmer as we speak

No conversations

leads to many frustrations

and let down expectations

drowning the liquors in my sorrows, no chasing

finally got the answers that I seek

Didn’t need to cheat

but I asked for more time

like gimme maybe just a smidge

Then I remembered

What’s done is done

it’s all just water under the bridge

I was carrying unnecessary weight

but now it’s lifted off my shoulders

and I threw it in the ditch

behind the ridge with the boulders

So though I know

you won’t listen

I just want for you to hear these words

The lines of our relationship that were once blurred

are no longer

I must honor

My Life,

Energy,

and Sanity

Ironically, your actions were my amnesty

liberating me from that fantasy

that was in the end no good

I’m letting the physical

match up with the emotional, spiritual, and mental

even if it’s a bit fragmental

it’s instrumental in reaching the transcendental

And I’m going against

what was just naturally there

Instead of springing forward

I’ll just fall back

‘cause times are changing

and feelings rearranging

and I’m honestly full

from all the s*** that I’ve been ingesting

that’s just been sitting in my intestines

Relationship laid to resting

In a sense like senescence

an incense being burned

deteriorating over time

In essence, it’s innocence

made up it’s mind

Walked and jumped off the fine line

on the side of willful ignorance

‘Till a change of scenery was needed

A lonely island with a bunch of greenery, unseeded

Leisurely seated in grassroots of freedom

Eagerly putting back together the pieces

with a sew ‘n needle,

and a little help from Jesus

Penning this open letter

sorta like a piece setter

Sailing the open seas with plenty fishes

Sorry Jay, but my beach is better

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2b2b2 says:

Outstanding!! You rocked this joint!!

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