Let me revert back to my, Old ways… Where the only revelation, I can get of myself, Is spelled out in electronic ink, Where the screen feels as I feel, Says what I say, thinks as I think. Let me try to make my actions, Clear to at least one in my life. Apparently that one has to be you, Because I can’t stand it when we fight. It’s not that I have shut you out. I’m just afraid to let you back in… Cause I know that I’m capable of being trapped in, Back in….love with you. I know you probably wouldn’t think that, In fact, That probably would contradict, What you thought was the truth. But you knew that I was intricate, You used to think that was cute. Stop trying to make it seem as if, Building on our already established connection, Is not viable, When you know we won’t be able to help it, Love is just liable to happen… You tell me that you don’t need me anymore, And where did I hear that before? I know you don’t mean that. I hope you don’t mean that. I’m not desperate to be needed by someone, Don’t get me wrong, But it’s just that I thought, We would have always needed each other, As we went from lovers, to ‘sista’ and ‘brotha’, And I thought that was why you came back… I guess there are a lot of things. That need to be clarified, Like are our hearts still tied, And the fact that we are still in love, Being truthfully denied. But I’m just waiting to see, If in time love will again emerge, True though definitely tried.