Whatever I Want This To Be (NEW)

Never Knew?

What Matters Most
by BK Compton


Does it matter now that I loved you,
Now that you’re through with love?
I gave you every chance to warm to me,
Overtly men took you and love was wasted.

The more fragile you became I pained —
But from a safe distance, since you didn’t see,
I would attend the loosened coat button,
But not offer a handkerchief to miss our bliss.

Does it matter now that I could always see
The way you needed love, but didn’t know.
To myself, I failed to find you in my arms.
So, I stood back from rejection that did its harm.

But it’s never too late to put everything right.
Let’s get to know one another this one night.
No promises but cheer for a woman my eyes adore.
You need to know how wonderful you really are.

If it doesn’t factor after our passing ships unmet
Never travelled through nights, I’m ready now.
I would take your hand, carefree go see a miracle,
White glowing on black. Can you imagine that?

The quiet now could grow anxiety in this heart,
That trembled for you the many days you didn’t see.
I could be the one falling in love with you.
The more your pain, stronger my conviction grows.

It matters to me that you finally see the true heart.
I’ll spin you to favorites, lift you light, dizzy, too.
Can you imagine me with you, beacons shining love?
Anywhere we desire we can go, if only in our minds, dream.

I anxiously wait your answer, waiting til latest hour.
Either way it goes, I will always know true beauty,
Gentle and sweet in need of tender arms strong,
Locking you in love safe, now until the end of time.

Will it matter now or did I wait too long?
Could it matter how my love grew?
It matters to me most that you now know
Love is a tragic thing, when unrequited.

I will risk everything for you, your happiness.
Does it matter now that I park myself on your porch,
Pleading you find another way to look at love —
That guarantees I’ll never hurt you with every fiber?

Does it matter? How to know you better, give love wings —
So we can fly away on every cloud adrift, anywhere it goes.
Could it matter, if you can only see me as friend? It stings,
That’s for sure, since I never told you, show, you matter the most.

What an indescribable moment, when history written by victor.
Words are weak compared to my unbending love.

12.10.25
Written live in blog listening to a string of classic Motown.
It ended with “Never Knew Love Like This Before”


“There’s no dubbing, there’s no overdubbing — just one take and my guitar.” Carlos Santana