Ayana Lynette

Gift Of Love.👋

You took it with you.

My trust, my youth.

Leaving me with this gift.

I give willingly to you.

You...

The one's behind the mask.

Fooling me time and time again

Hiding behind what you aren't ready to give.

40 seasons have come and gone

Since you last held me in your arms.

The toll that takes on this gift

And my expectations, can't be ignored.

Instead, I give and give until there's nothing left.

I'm afraid, there's nothing left.

In your absence, your presence still lingers, haunting with love I seemingly can't experience.

Rather than dwell

I acknowledge the truth.

Although your blood runs through my veins, I can no longer hold on to you.

This gift, becomes my curse.

Started with you, ending with her.

This gift, My love...Au Revoir.