It was dark and comfortable – but not anymore. It’s too painful, pained by the paint you had all over your hands. Trying to get close to me, when you we’re almost over. We’re at the last train station.

I’m trying to gather my stuff, so I can rise again with my head held high, my limits restored and my pride back by my side – it’s finally at that time where we say goodbye.

Guess Keri was right their is a limit to my love and my limit is you! Still my soul ‘gasps’ letting my heart finally speak, after hiding it from the eyes of your mask. But now your mask is gone and the truth is out.

There’s nothing holding you back – you’re done with all of that. Our issues are the reason why your loosing me. I was sure that I had something to do with this, was sure that my heart disease would get the best of us, take it all and leave nothing behind.

No, it ain’t me this time. It’s all about you and your boundaries, your issues, your past, your lovers, your gifts, your family that’s come to haunt the shit out you. Polluted rooted, now I dare you to look at my eyes into them – can you?

Your actions speak load and it’s clear you’ll always be the boy I wish was here – wanted to be near and not way over there. Now his smiling while saying silently. All I want him to say is:  ‘Please stay with me here!? ‘

Now I want us to rekindle the spirits and care I know we will always share! ‘Cause I realize that I feel for you way deep. Please listen to me. Can’t… No I won’t let this be the last time, I see you. All I have is you honey – suga the only kind I like. I want you to stay with me here – always you – lets stay foolishly together ’


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