Imagine this,
"I want an independent woman," he chanted.
Yet, the moment you had her... you didn't know how to keep her.
You want and want until you don't want it anymore,
You had options to explore,
But never once caught your eye or lived up to your expectations.
You "want" an independent woman,
You will do everything in your power to get that,
Although, at the same time you hate the ideal of her being independent because it makes you look bad.
You want her to stand her grounds,
Work for her own benefit and interests,
Live her life as she was before you,
But you hate the idea that you aren't the main priority.
You had her,
She stuck around hoping you and her will work out,
She gave up,
You realized.
"I had an amazing independent woman. She was the best thing I ever had," he muttered. "Now she's gone,"
Yeah. It's crazy isn't it?
Its crazy how you want this desire so badly,
When you finally have the chance to keep your expectations,
It's gone before you know it.
Independent women are independent for a reason.
You can't handle her, don't plead for one every single day.
No matter what season,
No matter what year that comes around,
Don't cry to the moon, praying for your chance to come around,
Yet fucking it up at the end of it.
Be careful on what you wish for.
