28

There are things I really want to say to you

Things I want to prepare you for

It wouldn't really change the outcome

Prophylaxis for a wound bound to go sore

27 is going to be a mixed year

People jumping off your train whilst more jump on

Purple patch, healed you more than it hurt

A plane that wouldn't take off, no matter how fueled

Aphrodites became distant, that was really on you

You broke a vase that couldn't be repaired or replaced

Pendant with a constant remainder

Vanilla meets chocolate bar with nuts inside, huh?

Porphyrophile, masterpiece but waste of my lead

The subject you chased so much, you'd eventually run out of breathe

All bark without bite, her future wasn't me

Stockholm syndrome got her between Z and the C

Like a spell, dating would come with an exhaust

Always too much of you and a little in response

Patience is the key, your door just lacked a lock

Opening now to only those who approached and knocked

A genuine heart was the common theme in their lines

In reality, I felt like a torment to their lives

Coming on strong, that's the way of my heart

A crime I committed, I destroyed that art

Bottling my emotions is something I got really good at

Because the little i expressed, came with a lot of guilt

27, you have no idea how much things would hit the fan

How many times destruction followed things being built

I am looking back now and we learned a lot from it all

We both still have a ghost from what we killed, hunting us

Every cloud glistens at its lining

I guess this year wouldn't be any different

The year an Esther comes before a Xerxes

Where Jacob's yearning is rewarded with a Rachel

Relationship with YHWH got way better, another lining

I also hope our guest turns this house into a home-thing