You remind me of the mistake I keep repeating. The cycle of has been's that would have been had we kept meeting. The sly lines and deep voice that left me heavily breathing. The suspect grin and spontaneous sins that at once made things interesting. Who know you were so much of my love deja vu that I should have known the ending before we ever had a beginning.
This is cause for a redo. Rewind the clock, set me back in my spot and let life continue...sans meeting you.Minus meeting the him and the him before too. And you can keep the like that are bound to ensue - those simply passing the time by passing through. My soul is long overdue for something real and renewed, and I realize now I would rather be empty than lifelessly filled with all of your untruths. Anyone who reincarnates my past mishaps I want nothing to do.
But I suppose Im not empty after all. My dignity and self-worth stand mountains tall. Above you and our make belief infatuation...love is was not, thats not mistaking. I am more than the labels you put before my name. I should always be first and foremost me. And I'm full of myself so please, let me be. Let me feast on this experience and gain some relief that I am once again smarter than the last mofo who met me. I simply continue to live and thrive and most of all survive...thank you for reminding me of why.
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