Comfort.

  I'll admit...it was easy getting comfortable...this had to be your gift....it had to be my curse,that we were a perfect fit....for in that perfection there was something that I missed...all your needs and wants...and for a time...my ignorance was bliss.....so imagine my surprise when you said that we were done.....I would wake up crying thinking about our love....and then it hit me...how many times did you just want to know your worth?.... and me in my comfort,neglected to to observe.If I could take it all back...you know,put it in reverse?...I would try my best to give you the stars....no matter how much it burned....but realistically?...I'm just a man with all my flaws....and in your glory you saw through them...and still I somehow dropped the ball....Your beauty often blinded me...it was hard to truly see your crown...a queen is what I lost...the lesson that I learned is what I found.....so if the chance ever presents itself again...I will never ever take you for granted.

                             By Kareem Francis