Poems of Ex lovers

7. Mr Social

I don't trust the signs of times
To draw my lines and define
My foreseeable future
I consider prophecies as nothing short of a rumour
So when you talk about omens
Ever realize my unease showing?
Ever realize my efforts to act like you said nothing at all
And lable every problem we have as my fault?

I don't like what you've become, a stoner
It's like you're running away from the reality that comes when you're sober
I like you attentive, I like you alert
I like when you have tears in your eyes and still manage to flirt
But the things I like don't always have to be right
We like because and we love despite
So I'll let my heart lead the way in the dark of the night

I'll love you and your spirituality, as long as I'll bring us back to reality
I'll love you and your stoning, because your sky is where my stars shone in
I'll love you and your stoning, because your sky is where my stars shone in

Potatoe's note: ....it was real at some point.