Do her good; leave them wrong with unfinished answers

Questioning on her ways, she hates it…

Being not the one wanting to be with, you tell her good

 Do her better, but she’s been through the bullshit

And the words she’s been listening often come out missing...

The summer of 2010, came change living out in Boston, reflecting on that night... Sitting lost, patiently waiting to board flight, praying everything will work out just fine, with my ticket in hand looking back at the end of the line searching for the nearest exit, just in case I have a change of heart that last minute, but I go along and fall through, knowing it was the best thing to do... And as I board I'm sitting quiet looking around, thinking I'm leaving extra baggage, weighing off the shit that tore me down...
That was my Favorite, as everything and everyone has their limit, as this flight
Does, coming back home expecting it'll be just as it was. But I was wrong though as we all make mistakes that are actions care to show...

“To fly high, you have to let go of the lows"

With the past sitting comfortable, living

Predictable, dwelling exclusively on its own history

 Take notice…

" Its unfortunate you stopped believing in me "

Talking makes the noise, the words put together

With the sequel never being good as the original

Because the love was never seasonal

 As in looking back believing I should of had been more thankful

Given the fact you were there for me during the struggle

As I tried to be Mr. Perfect, but as we know life was never given with a manual



 So I stood faithful

As the biggest muscle beats painful

In keeping our business personal, as you know I wasn’t too social

And though at times our relationship had become stressful

there were more times that i remeber you would make me feel special...

  My first my last my everything in between
 to you

 Fallen rose,

Why do we take and see what only grows

Cause with love when it comes

It only goes…

Never had a change of heart, just a change in mind

With The time, being around 09

Couldn’t tell you where my mind was, far from life though

Even thought about letting it all go

The pain from the hurt I was lost,

But she kept around…

A woman that was true, what a blessing Thank you!

As I’m looking pass enjoying the past, given the

Regrets, mistakes making em last. Cause

I’m only learning from the trip, leaving

Town just to earn a living, working from

What I’ve been earning, with the feeling being amazing   

As I couldn’t achieve it without believing in it, but

Chances are one day I’ll be losing it

Cause I’ve been there. Been where? Ill share

The moments we once cared, never a day

You’ll see one another away from each other

As we both lost our farther, but you forced into hating

As you lost it from a divorce, as I was left feeling in remorse

Losing it to death, but even though we both lost

We gained each other’s Love,

whith it Gone, being done
Part one...

At the time, it wasn’t right

As we’ve lost sight, in each other. But things change

As it isn’t always a foolish notion to reconsider in starting over

 Fearing you’ll find someone better, as the fall seems higher

Then it once did from the beginning, with our history

Coming to and ending, with me finding that I’m still caring

But holding to much pride to push to the side

To doing the chasing and it’s a killing

Ignoring the shit I’m hearing, but I do the blaming on the fall

In facing where only human with totally different feelings

With a lot of living, left on the painting

wondering if it would ever go missing…

Living stressed out, heartbroken

Given the fact she’s soft spoken, with her eyes

Speaking loud and heart beating heavy,

In taking notice of her body

Complimenting her beauty, now if told you

Would you hold it against me?

Or is it too soon?  Cause I would hate for this to

End unhealthy, since you being somebody that

Gave good company, in sharing a few laughs and

Even surprising me, offering to pay half...

It was 06 when that phone rang

Given the news you gave had my heart hang

So I looked down, and I cried to

Not remembering the last time

 “I loved you”…

.. Being a just a young man, coping to understand

What was going on?

Late nights, riding in the mustang…

 You would lecture me

“On blood being thicker than water”

“Always trust your bothers”

“ Make sure you always care for your mother”

Words I never understood when you spoke

See I just wasn’t ready,

But now I’m listening with all of it the being deadly

As when they ask, how you passed

I reply “He just wasn’t healthy”

Cause truthfully. They have no business finding the truth in me

As we both know, you let go…