it's not your fault

i dream of days

when i can wake up to you

to be held in your arms

to be carried over the street for what seemed to be eternity

displayed eagerly like a prize

but the times have brought change

i've accepted the fact that you don't understand me

it's not your fault

you were my instructor in life classes

my mentor in street knowledge

now we barely see eye to eye

a faint object in the distance

and you're the car driving towards it through fog

i wish we could talk a lot more

but i know that sometimes

things fall apart

no matter what kinds

of hardships we've been through

i wouldn't trade this for the world

you brought me life

i'm thanking you