The Way to the Shore

The Way to the Shore

It was a rough romantic start
And I loved him with all my heart
But I took his self-doubt as judgment of me
And left him adrift in a soul-searching sea

I didn't know his love for me was so pure
That he only doubted he deserved such a cure
I didn't know his sad heart built up a wall
And cast me away so that he wouldn't fall

But I fell into that sweet scarlet well
While he remained above in his version of hell
I was covered in thorns in the rose bush of love
While he bathed in his doubt, crying above

I know now that he was locked in a cage
That he first had to rip out every old page
That the past was too harsh and molded his heart
To be cold as concrete and to cast others out

And when I swirled into the crimson red depths
My love cried out with every last breath
That he reached out as far as he humanly could
But the steel bars of past mockingly stood

Oh how cruel the past is with his every defeat
And how faulty the future with her smiling deceit
And both were his martyrs that kept him away
While I drowned in the moment and the now of today

The pathway was rough and my patience wore thin
But he was determined to let my love in
And before the cruel depths took me out to sea
My love broke the bars and was finally free

And he dove to those depths of reddish gold hue
And didn't care that he drowned and paid more than was due
For he laughed at the past and left the future to wait
While he held me in the darkness that was almost too late

And to our surprise that deep well was the stream
That led to the ocean of our deepest of dreams
And our leap of faith was the way to the shore
That held our eternity and our...
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