My Love

I thought the whole point of this is that you were never going to leave or forsake me; that you would always be on my side. And now the road is getting rocky and the sun isn’t so bright and it’s like you took those vows and wrote them on a napkin to be easily thrown away. And everything about this seems infuriating and honestly I don’t really know where to go because you’re supposed to be my rock when this world shifts. But the tectonic plates must have shifted us too far apart for that to still be a reality.

My love, I called you and I waited – because you said you’d come, you said you’d always come. And now, when the waves are swallowing me; Now is when I need you here. So I wait, and I wait and my love, you’ve taught me patience so I waited some more, but still I’m alone. And I don’t know what to say right now – I just wonder if before was an illusion or a delusion or a mistake on my part for thinking when you said love, you meant unconditional. I guess now I’m learning that sometimes even that has conditions.