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There is a difference between someone giving you actual real love,
compared to someone who is merely throwing you a bone.
There is a difference between when a good man keeps his word,
and when the other just makes excuses for why he can't.
There is a difference between when a good man shows up and makes you
feel special, cared for and loved, compared to the man who coldly
sees you as a student, a man who sees you as someone who needs
to learn a new lesson, so you can shape their need, fit their box,
and he'll teach you every lesson except what love really feels like.
There is a difference when a man is your best friend, makes you
laugh and by his kind and gentle action engages you by love in
action. Who finds you to be a priority in their life, and makes time
to see you, to talk to you, to lift you up so that you aren't drowning.
Compared to the man who keeps his distance, never engaging his
so called love, but only saying it in secret and in shame,
making promise after promise, unfulfilled,
making you wait, years,
not seeing any value in me, except as a something to be settled for.
Chasing all these beautiful woman, while I've loved him all those years,
and he says:
"I will settle for this one, because she loves me,
but I will make her fit my need,
and I will teach her a lesson and make her wait,
until she is just like me."
But the good man, says:
"I love you as you are, and I believe in you,
and I will show you what love looks like,
there is nothing to fear.
You are my best friend, I care for you,
and you are important to me."
Can you not see why I would want the good man?
I would grow, guided by his love,
because love is like fresh water,
his nurturing touch like a warm kiss of sunlight,
his gentle words the perfect soil,
This is my standard of love..
He gives me worth and esteem,
and I am loving all the attention I have never known,
even if this love might never last,
and the day comes he realizes..
he realizes that he doesn't want me.
It's too late,
because I feel loved...
I know love, this is love,
I am spoiled.
It has spoiled me to a new standard,
I have never known,
This is what I want, this is something I'm going
to be waiting for.
oh yes,
have I been spoiled by such love.
compared to someone who is merely throwing you a bone.
There is a difference between when a good man keeps his word,
and when the other just makes excuses for why he can't.
There is a difference between when a good man shows up and makes you
feel special, cared for and loved, compared to the man who coldly
sees you as a student, a man who sees you as someone who needs
to learn a new lesson, so you can shape their need, fit their box,
and he'll teach you every lesson except what love really feels like.
There is a difference when a man is your best friend, makes you
laugh and by his kind and gentle action engages you by love in
action. Who finds you to be a priority in their life, and makes time
to see you, to talk to you, to lift you up so that you aren't drowning.
Compared to the man who keeps his distance, never engaging his
so called love, but only saying it in secret and in shame,
making promise after promise, unfulfilled,
making you wait, years,
not seeing any value in me, except as a something to be settled for.
Chasing all these beautiful woman, while I've loved him all those years,
and he says:
"I will settle for this one, because she loves me,
but I will make her fit my need,
and I will teach her a lesson and make her wait,
until she is just like me."
But the good man, says:
"I love you as you are, and I believe in you,
and I will show you what love looks like,
there is nothing to fear.
You are my best friend, I care for you,
and you are important to me."
Can you not see why I would want the good man?
I would grow, guided by his love,
because love is like fresh water,
his nurturing touch like a warm kiss of sunlight,
his gentle words the perfect soil,
This is my standard of love..
He gives me worth and esteem,
and I am loving all the attention I have never known,
even if this love might never last,
and the day comes he realizes..
he realizes that he doesn't want me.
It's too late,
because I feel loved...
I know love, this is love,
I am spoiled.
It has spoiled me to a new standard,
I have never known,
This is what I want, this is something I'm going
to be waiting for.
oh yes,
have I been spoiled by such love.