Not A Sonnet
You was the one that said, you'll never let me go
Or was it all an act
I'm not working with all the lies
All I need is all the facts
I'm trying to dress us all in white
Don't try and dress us all in black
Because fickle is not for me
And neither is a heart attack
I'm not trying to fade away with heartache
Just to wait for you to run back
You're half of this one
And I know I may have caused a crack
You're no burden to my life
You belong in my arms, in my grasp upon my lap
by Jesse Johnson
