Falling Apart

It's not your fault

I dream of days when I can wake up to you
To be held in your arms
To be carried over the street for what seemed to be eternity
Displayed eagerly like a prize but the times have brought change
I've accepted the fact that you don't understand me
It's not your fault
You were my instructor in life classes

My mentor in street knowledge
Now we barely see eye to eye
A faint object in the distance and you're the car driving towards it through fog
I wish we could talk a lot more but I know that sometimes things fall apart
No matter what kinds of hardships we've been through I wouldn't trade this for the world
You brought me life
I'm thanking you