I thank you for knocking the hero out of my sky
But not for making me believe he never even existed
For helping to break the dam that had held back my tears
But not for being the cause of the reservoir drying up
For gently removing my ever present rose-tinted glasses
But not for taking the color out of my life
For making me open my eyes when I wished to keep them shut
But not for the lack of explanation of what I saw when I opened them
For disabusing me of the notion that love is all hearts and flowers
But not for never giving me either -- not even once
For helping me grow and become the woman that I now am
But not for stealing my childish dreams and simplicity
For teaching me that true love is the most beautiful thing in the world
But not for being my tutor in hurt and cause of this exquisite pain
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