Confusion manifest itself in lack of knowledge, feeling that we are one and know each other well since we know thyself, It can not be me is like saying it can not be her which means it can not be… so is it me... No I do not always feel that I have a fair shot since our relationship has so many rules and other guidelines that others did not have to follow so I am doing the best that I can with limited resources so it can not be me. However, not saying this is what happen but if, I was told about my lack of resources and agreed, making it legally binding and make it me…Thinking, is it me...
Please, I do for her soul, it pleases my soul, and at times I may have slipped not discrediting stories from others untold. You know, questions from people all in our business. Listen, others did not have to. And she hid not their love and affection, out in the open their love and affection. You know what, thinking, if it was brought up by me to be more professional and out of the limelight, with our love life and we both agreed means I being so in love, spoke very much prematurely, of this unspoken love which was causing the joy I have in my heart about bust, bust, bust!... That is good right; or maybe injured her trust, thinking she was ashamed of me and did not celebrate me… Wrong was me, is it me...
You know it can not be me, I only love her but when we speak it later escapes me since I feel like I am struggling for a position with her. No no no, it is not like she does not let me know my position and I hear it all of the time but surround my positions are things others before me where missing and now my lips she is kissing so why do she not let the world know of me? Tell me, I am listening as I ask thee, knowing divine direction, is it me…
Now I see,
Nothing done in malice, now I truly see I was careless, thinking of the goodness of me, blinded me. Intentions are not always to be mentioned when the out- comes in non-agreed dimensions. It could be me, if I went against her trust to extend my so call good intentions. Now I just want her to oversee the flaws in me, as stepping stones to better me and for her to realize that I realize; I now see, it is me...
My Eve, It is me…
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