My happiness and my sadness
seem completely entangled
in one big messy emotion.
My love for you extends beyond
the depths of any ocean.
Our love is neverending.
(eternal)
The best gift I was given in life.
Yet now I'm understanding
the love you have for "your wife".
Never can I replace your love for her.
Yet you've treated me as
the brightest star in the heavens.
The only star in this sky.
My heart dearly yearns
to fight for you.
But my soul keeps asking "why?"
Why must I battle
for a title I already own?
Why when we're together
I'm feeling as if I'm alone?
She calls you, so you flee.
As if her outcries mean the end.
The end of all life.
As if you MUST race over
to attend to this "wife".
Leaving me for her.
Leaving me alone once more in the shadows
to ask the question.
Should I really need to ask for her blessing?
Should I sit here in this silence,
while respecting your love for her?
While my heart has time to recover?
Atleast before you marry me,
Baby, please divorce your mother.