it's not your fault
i dream of days
when i can wake up to you
to be held in your arms
to be carried over the street for what seemed to be eternity
displayed eagerly like a prize
but the times have brought change
i've accepted the fact that you don't understand me
it's not your fault
you were my instructor in life cla**es
my mentor in street knowledge
now we barely see eye to eye
a faint object in the distance
and you're the car driving towards it through fog
i wish we could talk a lot more
but i know that sometimes
things fall apart
no matter what kinds
of hardships we've been through
i wouldn't trade this for the world
you brought me life
i'm thanking you