I had a life
unfolding before me
I almost missed the whole thing
Suffering through the agony of loving
someone, who refused to love me back
While refusing to let me go
And this is how I learned:
Whatever is not mine
Must be released
I had a life
unfolding before me
I almost missed the whole thing
Suffering through the agony of loving
someone, who refused to love me back
While refusing to let me go
And this is how I learned:
Whatever is not mine
Must be released
On the nights I dream of my daughter
I wake up thinking of all the imes
I have wondered:
“Am I worthy of love?”
I think of all the women
who said: “Yes yes yes”
Until it was the chorus
I sang into my own healing
I think of the woman I might fail
To raise into her own bloom
If it weren’t for the fierce flowers
Who surround me