|It was because of you I once pondered taking my life, all because of lost love and your inter strife.|
Itâ€™s time and pressure where and when you will realize this treasure.
I have to let go and grow says O.G. Mandino
To secure a great love I knew was there, was in fact my prayer.
You â€œhate meâ€ I know, but love me; therefore it is, hard to let go.
It is her words of love that he would hold dear and fight for just to be near.
She likes another, she sees a new; itâ€™s all her answer for covering that she loves you.
She is confused as she has said so before which is when she shows you the door.
To love and cherish, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health is where I am bold.
She says she hateâ€™s and doesnâ€™t love you and due to misguided upset calls it regret.
It is not I who is insecure; I gave you a pedestal and was sincere.
I showed you passion, love, commitment and was clear, that my love would always remain with you, dear.
I would honor, care for, have and hold and therefore you would never find a day left in the cold.
In time she will look back, realizing what just what she had; the life, passion and will be sad. That her inter strife caused these two good people, a wonderful life.
Baby, my love, the one I pledged the rest of my life, my adored dear peaches, have a good life!