My Lyfestyle Through Lyrics
Granted; it’s what you took it for.
Demanded; nothing. All I wanted was communication.
Still… I was yours
You didn’t show me you that you wanted more.
One day interested, the next; gone, like you needed a vacation.
I held on. I was yours
Like the ebb and flow of the ocean’s edges on the shore…
Yet, all that comes to mind is this summation:
I was yours.
Broken promises. Hurt to the core.
You made me feel like the definition of degradation.
but still: I was yours.
What everyone else found interesting and wonderful; you made me feel like a bore.
Work, friends, partying, etc. You’re radio wasn’t tuned into my station.
Yet… I was yours
I was trying and you “checked out” of my store.
Lost was that flame we once had. That beautiful sensation.
Still I claimed… I was yours
So, I moved on, trying to mend this broken heart. It is what it is.
This time around I’m learning to be patient because now…
I am his.