Just Short of a Man

Just Short of a Man

It makes her heart heavy when you lie to her.

Portraying it to seem like she's loosing her mind.

Refusing to admit the promising things you've stated, over the decade you've possessed her heart.

Senilic of the wrongs you've reluctantly admitted too.

Fighting to your rottening core to forget.

She's left trying to hold on to the hope, of you rediscovering the honor of the man she knew you to be.

Birds of a Feather

Birds of a Feather 

Like a modern day Georgie Porgie, breaking hearts. Kissing girls, then making them cry. Or perhaps it was just the heart of my own. 

The next man damning and cursing your name for crushing my heart and attempting to extinguish my light. Only for him to do the same. Ripping and tearing at scar tissue that was thought to be healed.

Like a raven mocking the crow for having black plumage.

Refusing to own your narcissistic ways.

Another Man's Jewel

Another Man's Jewel 

The exciting rush of new love. Turned into familiar, comfortable love. Turned into forgetfulness and overshadowed appreciation.

You've mindlessly tossed aside the little things, she held dear to her heart.

You've become too occupied with the fleeting novelty of relishing in the attention and luster of other jewels. Bestowing compliments of how brightly and beautifully they shine. Never pondering of how even intricately cut glass can shine brilliantly in the right light. Failing to compliment and show admiration of the priceless jewel that's already in your possession. Treating her as if she's a dull pebble lacklustered of glow or value.
Not until your priceless jewel becomes another man's will you realize the value of she.