I Need To Tell You All

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romance

 I need to tell you all, all the pain he`s caused
I need to tell you, oh, it`s all because
Of him, I`m hurting for him,
Eyelids filled to the brim,
Begging reality to release me
From these chains, I`m struggling,
Attempting to maintain, still suffering,
I need to tell you all, all the pain he`s caused,
I was robbed,
Of mind, so he called me crazy,
Of heart, so he called me emotional,
Of my body, so ecstasy outlined my nerves,
You see,
I found that one, the one everyone claims
Will be worth enduring every last bit of pain
That may or may not come with commitment,
Passion persisted me to scream and proclaim,
That I did not find someone who my life would be worth giving up,
But I have found someone that makes life worth living, in love.
I need to tell you all, all the dreams I dreamed,
Of spending my life with this human being,
I need to tell you all, all the dreams I`ve dreamed,
Of building my future with this man, my life I`d spend
My insecurities lead him to believe
That neither one of us were ready,
My instability caused him to see
That I am vulnerable and not as well put together as he,
But I hope, no pray that my anger showed him
How passion drives every hair and pore on my skin
To fight and cry over every single part of him.
I need to tell you all, all the parts of me I hate
That I learned to love through his grace
I need to tell you all, all the pieces of me I had hiding
That I allowed him to see, trusting,
I need to tell you all, all the happiness that surrounds me
Both with or without him because of what he`s done to me,
Altering my being,
Evolving my humanity,
Grounding my humility,
Relieving my anxiety,
I need to tell you all, how much love lingers in me.
I could tell you of the tears
But they would not compare to the fears
That exist in the possibility of losing,
I could tell you of the pain
But it could not compare to what reigns
Inside of me when his memory glistens continuously.
And you could tell me all the reasons
That every season
Brings up about evolution, but treason
Is not on the list of things I can speak of
When it comes to this love
Trust brought about condition less and exception less acceptance and love
And that lead to the imperfect perfection found in our stubborn will to not give one another up.
I have found a reason to cry, but not a reason to die,
Still I find more of a reason give and even more so a reason to live