Screaming in my pillow with tears running down my face
You were supposed to be different.
Everything and everyone around you whispered to my spirit that you were different.
Your walk was that of a king,
your speech had that perfect combination of intelligence and slang.
Finally a man who can carry on a decent conversation about life and love and faith.
Yet I was deceived, and once again I ended up in the same place.
Screaming in my pillow with tears running down my face.
You were supposed to be different, everything and everyone around you whispered to my spirit that you were different.
Tired of the dating scene, you said you were ready to settle down.
Said that I was the type of woman that a king could give his crown to. So I waited, and watched as you abused my heart over and over again until my heart could no longer take it, or maybe just refused to fake it. So no longer will my time be wasted.
Because our pitiful excuse of a relationship forced me to face it.
I’m Screaming in my pillow with tears running down my face because
I was supposed to be different.
What is it in me that would give you that much power over my happiness?
I was supposed to be different.
Why would I allow you to treat me as anything less than the Proverbs 31 woman that I am, whose value is far above rubies.
I was supposed to be different.
Now I realize that the spirit that was inside of you couldn’t handle the spirit that was inside of me.
I was supposed to be different.
I was chosen, called and set apart for my husband, and brotha you ain’t even good enough to be my cousin.
I AM different
So no sir , I have no more time to waste and never again will I end up in that place,
Screaming in my pillow with tears running down my face saying….. you were supposed to be different.