Reality has snuck up on me.
In compromises I have made.
I swore I'd never make.
Being in love with my girl,
poses many a challenge.
Urban VS Rural ideals,
always seem to be colliding.
My voice is unrecognizable,
as its slipped into her Island drawl.
It makes me nervous to hear,
those slang words like 'J'eet Yet?'.
Even my hectic inner clock,
has surrendered to her call.
The only thing unchanged,
are my dreams for the future.
Though I hope she remains,
my challenging lovely girl.
To stop me from driving myself,
quite totally criminally insane.