Someday you'll look back in time,
That se shared; innocent and sublime.
And feelings that made out hearts climb,
That clouded my vision and adorned your shrine.
Someday you'll look back and see,
You truly meant to me.
Your heart's path before you flee,
So I can tend to the wound on your bloody knee.
Someday you'll recall,
Which ended in violent a brawl.
From which you erected your wall,
The eyes that once did bawl.
Someday you'll understand,
You lost everything and,
Is one of respect and demand,
To let her go; she's of rare brand.
Open those eyes,
And see you're become,
All that once you did despise.