Poem For T
Poem For T
God has sent me on a mission to love myself more than you ever could. Because I know myself better than you could read me.
And I hope that one of these days you miss me and need me.
I hope he gives you an opportunity to see just how much you lost.
That losing me comes at a cost.
And I’m grateful that he didn’t allow us to intertwine our lives together because I can’t relive that pain.
I hope I never see you again.
I hope that you feel your skin crawl where are used to touch you.
I hope you fall madly in love with a beautiful woman that hates your dog.
And you know that my manifestation is real.
I understand the appeal.
What I say will come true.
I hope she leaves you and finds better than you. And when you’re alone you’ll remember what he said. “ I am the owner of your bed.”
And every Spanish song will sound sad to you. Your side of town will be sad for you.
And you’ll see just how much I did.
And when you come looking for me I’ll be off the grid.
Like many before, you will have been forgotten. Because I paid close attention from father to son, what he taught him.