My baby loves another man.
Where does that leave me?
I'm strong enough to understand,
but I hurt daily, believe me.
Lips drier than our conversations,
and it kills me from inside.
Guess I live off expectations;
In my dreams, where she resides.
I'm a whiskey drinking Christian
with lots to figure out.
Engraved on my heart
are the blues I hate but hold on to,
and it all tears me apart.
I need to move on but don't want to.
The poem captures the raw vulnerability as well as the inner pain that often follow trying to move on from a past love affair.
This is an honest portrayal of feelings.
It's a little complicated but we must know how to move forward, this will sound a little strong but we are born alone and we leave the world alone, we can not get used to the company always and cheers for that drink of whiskey, greetings and merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas!!!
I feel this part so deep in my soul.💔
:)