That’s How It Goes

Blindsided by your own pride you let that woman slide by

Mentally and spiritually intimate but in physicality you kept your distance

Gave her a call and recited better poets than yourself

But something always cuffed you to the shelf

You can blame it on your insecurities and mental health

Heaven knows you needed every angel to help

Fell into heavy emotions and crept around that little word

Always talked about how you’d never fall to the woman who had it all

Said she was moving on and met another

Now all of a sudden when she’s gone you love her