by LaKesha Jenkins

Sometimes the truth can cut you like a knife 
and yet I find that lies only cover up what's easily discovered in the light
When I think of us together I no longer see the physical distinction of you/I
In my mind you are my husband and of course I am your wife
Many things become barriers in our relationship as it does with most live things
The most destructive being the lack of true understanding
Sometimes the one you love most, barely cares for you at all
and then you love fades away because its tired of taking the fall
With life you live and learn and sometimes you deny the truth
but then you must believe it because your experience serves as proof
When you see yourself with just one person for the rest of your life
Developing a link of the souls, the mentality, the bodies
Sometimes an argument becomes the only way to get the edited instructions
of what we do or don't need to be do
Anger like joy increases the chances of less pretendings
bringing forth truth that's never ending
Though at times you actions don't say if you're foe or friendly
Sometimes true love requires lots of mending

Sometimes by LaKesha Jenkins

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