Hypothetically … hypothetical
She asked me would you love me tomorrow … sorry will you love me right now as in present
tense because I am here in the moment and tomorrow is never promised.
Will you love me when I have a bad hair day, in my
phat pants and my old tee just being me, will you love me when my jiggly bit’s jiggle,
when I wake up by your side and breath is minty fresh.
Can you love me and understand me when I chase my
dreams as god designed me to be my purpose, can you support me when i focus
more time on my career for a season than I spend time with you. Will stay and
not call me crazy when show you and sometimes act out my insecurities.
Will you love me when I act crazy because I trying to
take care of you me and the baby I am trying to be super woman and I won’t
admit that I am tired, will you hold me. Will you love me if I show you all my
scars, the little girl separated from the woman in me … will you
Will you love when as a man life beats you up out there
and your bleeding in place most can see, yes I know I about your secret struggle
with masculinity and the world and your will you let me switch roles with you
and for moment in private I hold you instead of you holding me, will become
distant and emotionally un available or let me love you, so you can love me.
hypothetically
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