You Should Be The Only, Not The ‘Other Man’
If the roads would cross again, wounds are healed by then. It is his turn, now, to be number one. And no longer the other man.
If the roads would cross again, wounds are healed by then. It is his turn, now, to be number one. And no longer the other man.
Letting go would be easy after so many failed trips to the top. Letting go would release and free you at last. But still, you hold on.
It dawned on me, why you needed me. A unicorn’s blood, keeps weak men alive. And you, my love, were barely breathing.
I am what I am. I am not righteous by what I do, but I know my God is good. I am a free bird, a beautifully wild creature, a woman of grace.