Your love is all I think about.
But when I stop and think,
I mean really think; I wonder if I am just seeing illusions of love
and forcing them to become my reality.
I see shadows and interpret them as love,
But when the sun goes down, I become conscious and realize… it’s just you.
I think I’ve gone far beyond reading between the lines.
For this is no longer a common fallacy.
What have I gotten myself into?
Heard that Heather Headley song, “In My Mind”.
She said in her mind, she’ll always be his lady….
I can’t embrace those lyrics.
Maybe it’s just me but is that borderline psychotic?
Seems to me like she’s living a lie.
Am I?
It sounds like love.
Even looks a little like love.
But see, a big part is missing;
‘cause it don’t really act like love.
But isn’t that the key to love?
They say you know a tree by the fruit it bears;
From the sane interpretation of your actions, loves not there.
I’m learning to take my thoughts captive.
Checking each thought for validity.
Why would I devote so much time to thinking about your absent love,
I’m revamping my mindset and making an informed decision to remove you from the subject of my thoughts.
Your “love” is all I thought about.
-SL
1 comment:
"They say you know a tree by the fruit it bears;
From the sane interpretation of your actions, loves not there."
i literally screamed at this spot.this was great.stay blessed and continue to write.
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