You and Me

You aimed for the clouds while I set out for the stars.
You aimed for fame when I sought love.
You grasped at fortune and I was happy with straws.

I traveled the world, you journeyed in chains.
I sang my heart out, you warbled a death cry.
I cried hallelujah, you wept spare me.

You wonder if God is real and I feel my faith take wings.
You needed proof yet I see signs and wonders.
You take no victory march when I wish to celebrate.

My name isn’t famous yet you are notorious.
My seat is worn but your throne is missing.
My heart is healing and your poor soul is gone.

Remember when I drew that aching breath?
Yet all you learned from love is how to shoot someone who out did you.
Our love never saw the light; it shattered with a cold and broken cry.

Unlike two chords that harmonize, our duality would have tied the knot.
If not for things left unseen our “forever yours” would be realized,
Thank the stars that’s not the case, but then again you don’t see them.