Don’t judge a person when they are happy and gay,
It’s not their complete self they say.
You know a person better during their bad times,
How they treat you when they are angry or sad,
Is what actually makes a person good or bad.
If you can let the person you love down,
If you can make them cry, hurt or frown,
It’s not true love you have for her or him,
It’s just that you are attached to them.
I can’t believe I gave my heart to someone,
Who could tear me apart until I was done.
I can’t believe the last night how you thrust youself,
I swallowed the pain and anger and kept to myself.
I wanted to tell you this a hundred times before,
About how I felt that night , felt sore,
But I loved you too much to hurt you anymore.
Why? Why have you left that scar in my mind?
All the while I assumed you were not that kind.
Now I understand why my love was different,
And that incident felt like it was God sent.
Was your bodily urge so great than to just be with me?
Or was it that I was just an object in your eye?
Did I mean just that after all this time?
I could be wrong but it wasn’t right,
Even after all this I couldn’t hate you or put up a fight.