She see’s the mask your hiding behind.
Your life is like a charades game.
You’re living with the finer things,
But she see’s your dying inside.
Leaving a piece of yourself with all these misses,
But what your missing is the mate; in which your soul’s been trying to find.
How can you find love,
If your not searching for the love you have for self?
Who hurt you, to make you hurt her?
Suddenly all those “last times” turn into an eternity
And now, when she hears “I’m sorry“, it’s meaningless.
Why do you do the opposite of what you feel?
Even still she suffers from love, because she just wants you feel.
She stuck in his story,
because he hasn’t dealt with what’s happened in the past.
At a distance, but in a way
At an arms reach.
He sees, yes he sees too.
Past the facade she displays,
She’s weary, but her journey continues.
Not sure whether she should stay stationed in this storm until the sunshine,
or move on past the grey skies, because she aware of other shelter.
Why did she leave?
Why didn’t she stay?
False visions of the future.
He comes and goes as he pleases.
Occasionally he sees himself in the mirror.
Because she sees what he refuses.
He believes what she denies.
Love chooses to stay.
Love knows what they both don’t.
Love knows if and when to fade.
When Love makes its decision.
They’ll both know the feeling of pain.
Either in dismiss or rejoice.
Hasn’t only rained on one persons house.
This journey of the Geminis continues,
so this too shall pass. . . . .