Jah Curry
Jah Curry
Aug 23, 2017 · 2 min read

Curse you Father Time.

At night, at day, I cry.

Wanting our love to last a lifetime.

Wanting it all but having nothing at all.

Some people told me to crawl.

Or told me to bail cause it didn’t sit well.

They feared for me more than I feared for myself.

I knew we were wealth.

I believed in bigger and better things.

As beautiful as our eyes can see,

Maybe… wedding rings?


I look in the mirror and I only see me.

If you was standing here I’d reconsider.

Cause you’d be like my babysitter.

As much as my mind pieces together,

I think of how I’m supposed to see this through.

Maybe there’s only one thing left to do…

I’ve been learning patience only to make it to this point,

seeing that our love won’t turn,

Maybe it was only to take time to figure,

How we would work, what we would do, could I live without you?

The answers have alway been plain to see.

We both know, you’re just a fantasy.

I’ve always been living for me.

I tried to make you a priority but it seems like you’re not looking for me.

I can’t blame you, I can’t claim you, I can’t curse your name.

I pray one day, you make it to fame.

Your beautiful mind, & strong loving heart… is what’s causing me to contemplate my depart.

I can’t blame you, I can’t claim you, I can’t throw it in your face.

It seems we’re coming to the end of this race.

I love our love, we are beautiful gifts from the sun, the moon and stars above.

My angels blessed me with heaven on earth, temporarily.

Next lifetime.

On God time.

I’ll forever be your lifeline.

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Jah Curry

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