I would hate to be him……
I would hate to be him; the one who had your heart and held it so frivolously.
I would hate to be him: he who has held your hand and body, not realizing it was a gift and a privilege.
I would hate to be him; to have something as precarious as your love and time, only to take it for granted.
I would hate to be him; who has looked into your eyes and not seen the beautiful soul beneath.
I would hate to be him; to have seen you at what would have looked to be your worst and not realize because of your strength, and resilience. In those moments you are really at your best.
I would hate to be him; whose seed you carried, bore, and have continuously taken care of.
I would hate to be him; and he like me was unaware, ignorant in our own intelligence.
I would hate to be him; truly sorry for the hurt, pain and anguish I have caused and her not know.
I would hate to be him; and realize that while I am not him for you, I have been him to someone.
I would hate to be him……..
