Unconditional Love

Monetlicia Blanks
For years I was your lustful toy, emotionally, physically- battered and torn,
o hope for a heart whose path was less treaded by love, one whose path
was brutally worn,
I!ve seen with my eyes I wasn!t be"ttin# to be your pri$e, because of the lies I
know the truth,
I had to learn that love is not sayin# %I love you,% but it!s all in the thin#s you
do,
&an!t re#ret a thin# that happened between me and you 'ust have to be #lad
we!re throu#h- there!s no more pain,
(nd I!ve sold my ticket from bein# %in,% and now I claim the outwardly sane,
beautiful am I)
I!ve seen that hurt as one reason to *y past the tears and the option of years
of bein# broken,
+ow can you buy what a person has sold you, if neither of your stores are
open,
Meanin# -none of the hearts that partake in this thin# call love are producin#
a product,
Lo#ic says when one hurts you it should be over, but tryin# harder says you
#ain a pro"t,
-rue-no one wants to be alone, no one wants to play the fool either, but we
do.
I unconditionally loved you but now I!m #lad we!re throu#h)
/hat a blessin# to have my mind back, and escape the hell of lust
0nowin# 1od didn!t put you here for me to #ive my heart to, 1od didn!t
desi#n that thin# we called %us%
2ee- you!re the person that you are because that is who life has made you,
-played you-never have I ever
But the fact that you mistook your lust for love, played the #ame, and dealt
the ri#ht hand to me -that was clever,
-hey say we all need a little dirt to #row well the dead in me has arisen, now
I!m livin!
Understandin# my heart!s capabilities, livin# life accordin#ly, 1od-fearin!
2ee 1od #ave me the vision, and he!s waitin# on me to be patient enou#h to
receive,
(nd I use to not have any faith in love, but now I do believe,
I recall a man told me I was too lovin#, and one told me I was did too much
for him
-he other told me that I wasn!t #oin# to be loved by anyone -that I was #oin#
to be nothin!
But the thin# about a man named 134, he told me that is the past
-hat those who are last shall be "rst, and those who are "rst shall soon be
last
I don!t re#ret lovin# you, I re#ret the brid#e didn!t burn too fast
2ee what hurts a man is when you stop mopin# over the pain, M(05 yourself
a name,
2top worryin# about bein# what he has and start bein# proud to be what he
had.