Through sickness and health
Til death due us part
I do...she recited happily through a river of tears
yet victimized of nothing but fake smiles and laughter
for the past 3 years.
-The moments we shared were unforgettable
long walks in the park
picnics at the lake
This was a long time in years that I had felt this great
I kept thinking to myself
This is all to good to be true
then again I'm not surprised this is why I married you-
She (I) just knew everything was good.
but false hugs and meaningless kisses
snuck its way into the lonely love absent heart of hers
leaving her the guilt of obligation to become his misses
She felt she (i) had no one
And when he came along he was her fairytale prince
Everyone else saw the manipulation and controllingness of his ways
So to her why wasn't it common sense
-Everyday was breakfast in bed
The smell of sweet roses entered my room
you brought me several stuffed animals
and even a dog to groom-
He's no good for you
-He loves me-
He only looks out for himself
-Seriously I don't need any help-
All she could see was man and woman joined at hands
in love...making life plans
-The convos we had were soul deep
the way i felt for you was uncontrollably weak
i had let my guard down
and i didnt regret it one bit-
it all soon after turned for the worse
never once physical
always mental
everyone seen it but his on off up down
light switch light bulb love blinded her reality
and the loving hands were broken by the suddenly clash of his hand to her face
and turned her fairytale into a tragedy
-Til death due us part-
I do...
-He completes me.
He is my everything
the words that I write
the lyrics that I sing
nothing can replace the love that we share
and in my heart i know that he cares
this thing that we have is complete bliss-
But somehow ended with swollen lips
This played over and over in her head
as that river of happy tears
were flooded by the red liquid of his physical love
Til death due them part
I do...
-Behind the closed doors of my bed room
I cried the cry of a broken hearted woman.
I know he loves me
He just has a funny way of showing it
But he loves me
It's true...I know he does
I had sworn to myself that everything was ok and things would get better.-
The brightness his smile brought was soon covered by the strikes of his hand and turned her lights dim
False promises he said, excuses she (i) made, lies they (we) both told
she was obligated to him
She loved him
and he loved her too..or so she believed
She had to or the verbal and physical abuse
better yet mental should of been enough for her to leave
-Through sickness and in health-
she lies in sickness from the cold of his love and the raining of his fist
Stricking her every chance he got
That was his true meaning of a kiss
I do...
-2 simple words that made me commit-
was the end to her happy beginning
of a life that was so
Perfect