When love end's is there an easy way to end it
I tried to remove your rose-coloured glasses
But you refused, choosing to remain blind
If someday the resentment you feel passes
Maybe you’ll see the good intentions in my mind.
I had no part in the creation of your illusion
Which gradually grew into vines encircling me
As new branches sprouted on your tree of delusion
I knew from your fantasy I had to break free.
It seemed I like a tree changed seasons
And you envisioned just a bare tree remained
Your mind demanded you find a reason
Why the tree failed to blossom again.
You still refused to believe love made you blind
And failed to see your devotion was killing me
As you searched the garden for peace of mind
You neglected life’s plants to concentrate on one tree.
That you found the tree uprooted can be no surprise
For love showered on one plant is like too much rain
Like Mother Nature you must learn to compromise
Giving where needed and letting the rest remain.
One day a new tree will sprout where the old once stood
With patience & gentle tending it will grow for you
Blossoming freely as I never could
Your life’s garden will return fresh and new.