The writer had me!
Rooting for you the entire time
Only, for me to find out…
The truth was actually the lie.
We all break something sometimes.
We all snap!
We close our eyes for an instant;
To map the next lap.
A new reality pops up,
One that cannot be bought.
It feels so real; like forgiveness!
Suddenly all is forgot.
Honestly, I had all my goes;
But, I’m looking at yours.
I’m not you! If I could help I would.
Yet, nobody knows.
— Ricardo Sexton