some days are harder than others
to put you out of my mind
to forget that i am the other
foolishly waiting in time
some days are harder than others
because i refuse to let you go
and as i watch you loving others
my heart breaks, blow by blow
i can see more than you think i see
and know more than you know
like how you love the smell of lilies
and watching forests grow
i can be more beautiful than the lily
and than any tree you can find
just come back to my arms, you'll see...
or get the hell out of my mind
© Chereese La-Vonne Ricketts 2015
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