Even if I had, I wouldn't have believed it.
Probably because I often lived it,
Bound to my dogmatic ways and thinking.
Surely I had everyone figured out,
When I didn't even know myself.
Saying the craziest things,
And I didn't care, I knew they were off the wall,
Not realizing I was Humpty and destined to fall.
Telling my blueprint of my perfect woman,
Blind to my vast journey to being her perfect man.
Segregating women based on an outward definition,
As if a hairstyle could give voice to the meaning of their soul.
Or the beauty of their personality, drown like treasure in the deepest sea,
Merely due to enhancements chosen to dawn their face.
Attempting to speak as the mature,
They were useless thoughts turned old manure,
I was unable to receive a love that's pure.
Difficult to look upon on the person I once was,
Praying the foolishness of my heart won't come back to me.
Because regretfully I still remember that man,
Time make me over so I don't resemble that man.
I recall the anguish I caused,
Their shattered feelings utterly destroyed.
Knowingly and unknowingly, leaving their emotions deserted,
Merely touched by my stupidity.
Nor could I hear their cries for my humility,
Failed attempts at love, my reward for voicing immaturity.
Countless hearts torn, as dried tears rest upon longer faces,
I am the product of fractured walls now crumbling down.
As ignorance fell like scales from my eyes,
Admitting I was lost in a world filled with my false reality.
Relieved the moment I realize God sent her to me,
She's everything I couldn't appreciate then,
But everything I would ever need now.
I'm just thankful this is the version of me she's found.
