I've had a taste of love.
It was stolen from my mouth.
I fought to have it back.
I ended up shooting myself.
There's a bullet hole in my chest.
Love left me here wounded.
I covered it with a bandage.
Only he can remove it.
See, I'm Kblissless today but this time I'm okay. I'm not sad, I'm not angry, and I'm not replacing love with hate. The snow storm has long passed. A hot head and a cold heart accomplishes nothing. I understand where this path has led me. I'm open to new possibilities and I'm floating free. I have tasted love. Even though it has been taken away from me, I'm not fighting for it anymore. Tonight I will wrap up in my own arms and though I can't reach I'll pretend to rub my own back. I will look in the mirror and tell myself those I loves you I so badly want to hear. I will surprise my own self with gifts of care. I'm no longer looking for him to be my knight in shining or rusty armour. I'm with me and I value you me. If he couldn't see my worth then oh well. I don't care. I've tasted a love that probably was never there. I will not pressure anyone to love me. Either you do or you don't but I know where I stand.
