I said I wish that
We could stay here,
But I fear our time has come
We could ride out in the darkness
Chasing the rising sun
We gotta pack out bags this instant,
We’re heading south-bound to the next town
And if we all arrive there so safely,
Baby you can,
Lay me down…
I should have gone to sleep a while ago. But I can’t go to sleep yet. I’m thinking about you so much, and all the things I hope you know and will hold onto even if I cant be there. I just want to protect and take care of you; so you can be happy. And yet, it seems like sometimes I don’t protect you. Like I let you hold onto things more than I should, things that can hurt. Maybe the situation has made it hard for you to see, or maybe its hurts so much you try to forget whats happened. But I see now that’s why I need to be there for you. A woman is made to be caring and forgiving, to nuture relationships and strive for tranquility. But men were created with the strength to protect, to lead, and to determine what is right and what is wrong. It seems you have all but forgotten some of the things that have happened. I wont say why, although I could guess. But I remember. I remember the pain in your eyes when you told me how you trusted and were tricked. How you cried. And saw how you were tricked again, and how again you cried. And even after that you were betrayed again. And yet you still accepted him, tolerated him despite the constant pain. I’m not perfect because I’ve made my mistakes, and I shouldn’t pass sentence. But I will protect you, No matter what. And he is no good for you. I want him out of your life. Because whether you believe it or not, he will hurt you again. This situation often makes me ask if I am really enough to make you happy. I hate to stick this to you, but it seems like the choice between past or future. Between what you really think of him, and what I mean to you. You say he is different, and he might be. But its like how my recruiter quoted Eminem when talking about a recruit who failed training. “This guy had that ”one shot,” and he blew it.”
