I could've told you everything you wanted to hear, but I thought so much more of you and so I tried to tell you all you needed to.
Didn't turn out how I hoped it, but I would've done it just the same, set you free and you came back to me again, not sure what it meant, but I surely remembered how it felt.
If I was to have you, I wanted you to myself. I just wanted you to know me, I mean, there are parts of me I don't even know myself. You swore you fell in love, but I knew that was just the effects of the sex expressing itself, I wish we got a little further, for only then you'd see, that not only through the artwork that transports my soul, but love oozes through every aspect of me.
I wanted you in the mind frame of a Queen, for only then would you understand my stance as a King. See a Queen needed noone, she would've fought her battles and waited to be rescued by her King, it's either of two things, you didn't wait, or I just wasn't him.
Captivated by my body, you didn't get a chance to fully see my mind run free, kept it 100 even when I knew my words would cut deep, but what better way than to truly express myself, sugar coating never helps, why advertise only my sweetness, if the "sour" parts are inevitably gonna show themselves.
Journey on Queen, the only thing constant is change, so I won't beg you not to, just that In all you do, choose the paths best for you, and if again our paths should cross, I hope it'll be as electrifying as our last.
By Paul B. Peddie
May 27, 2017.
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