So I Think
Completely in love as I look into his face
Or so I think
But suddenly my mind wanders apace
No, he loves me
Or so I think
Confused I stay
Not knowing the true meaning of love
For his opinions - a cost I can not pay
But still am in awe of
Twisting my mind with his tight hold
If you love me, he calls out from his throne
A common ringing in my ear
Now he takes on a threatening tone
Imploring me to risk it all, I fear
But his requests, he insists are of love’s significance
Nowadays, I am distant from those others I hold dear
Out of sight, like a boat lost in fog drifting away
Lord help if I was to ever break the chains that I bear
Confined to one, shackled by one I stay
But he does love me, so I follow anyway
He encourages me with his love, you see
A love that seems to know bounds
But deep down, I know he loves me
Even with his mark on my face, smiles abound
Because he loves me
Sometimes I cry
I sit in despair alone, sitting, pondering
But why
I know he loves me?
But a body tends to tire from repeated broken promises
I know deep down inside, I lie
I am my own oppressor, but refuse to depart
But deep deep down, I think love may underlie
But if not - I neglect that part
Certainly I can pretend to have a genuine, true love
So yes, I will stay with him
Through my own blindness, I will stay here
Maintaining his happiness and leaving mine somewhat slim
But it is for love’s sake that I endure
Or so I think
Wrong I was then to believe in such a way
So I know
No true love did he every display
So I know
But my heart now finds comfort anew
For he does not make me question
He does not make me fear
Or use the horrors of aggression
To bound me from shackles from toe to ear
Tragically subjected - not anymore
He, my love, is trusting, caring, and gentle
He sparks growth in me, I could not have done myself
Happiness is now complemental
We are both equally free to be ourselves
Now, I define love
Love intends beauty
So I know
Love is a commitment and sacrifice
But still, do not forget, love encourages individual freedom though
So I know
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