I’m not in despair, and I no longer care.
You really didn’t want me at all anyway.
I now see who you really are, it’s clear.
You just wanted to pass the time of day.
You knew in your heart that you didn’t want me; but, you kept it going.
You already had it in your mind that I would be like the others, coying.
There was this mythos within me that you were looking to explore.
But, then you got attached, then, you realized that I wanted more.
Then, you used the excuse of your family to say that it wouldn’t work.
You only compared me to every other man, whom to you was a jerk.
You prejudged me even before you knew me.
There’s so much to me that you refuse to see.
To you, I was just some regular Nigger from the hood, with no culture.
I was just some Revert-Muslim, without any past & without any future.
You were too hasty to wait for me to get things established.
You let haters you know make your decisions, it’s so tragic.
But, it’s okay, you’ve decided to run away.
After you had nearly sent my heart astray.
I wanted to do things right, and you just wanted a good-time.
Then, apparently, you just get this epiphany, that is sublime.
You want to run away from me, all because you’re afraid of how I would be perceived.
You’ve allowed others, who only look at the surface, decide who you want to be with.
The whole thought of you actually letting these people control you cannot be conceived.
But, then again, this is how you’ve wanted it; you yourself hadn’t ventured for any depth.
But, where is your own stance, and resolve; you need to stop letting people control your life.
If you would actually call it quits, because of only perceptions, then I need you not as a wife.
Now, I will never claim that I did nothing wrong.
And, I wouldn’t dare sing the blame-game song.
I know that I’ve sinned and brought sorrow to my own soul.
Now, my heart has dark-spots, the hues of mountain coal.
But, it’s a 50/50 split whenever things in relationships go wrong.
You knew in your heart you did not want this to go on very long.
You said that you would wait; yet, you are not displaying any inkling of patience.
You’re ready to just pack-up & go when things don’t go your way, at an instance.
You said that you would rather not speak to me or see me instead.
Now, if this is at all true, then why are you still my Facebook friend?
If you’re really serious about no contact with me, why not just cut me off?
Just release me, as the Lungs release dust & particles through a cough?