My Heaven

The last time we had a real date
I felt great
Better than two super 8’s
Had lunch at a favorite spot
Went back to my crib
Just chilled
Your smile told me you were thrilled
My Christmas present hit your heart
Right where I was aiming
Told me I was changing
Back into the man I always knew I was
More proud to be the real me
Soft kisses on the couch
Lead to more
Showed you my room
You left in a rush to babysit
Maybe you forgot you left something behind
Later I would find
Pink sunglasses between my bed and wall
Lost in the crack
At a wedding in March
We saw each other again
I wanted to talk to you so bad
When you exclaimed I want that at my wedding
I thought “you mean ours” just pretending
All of spring went by
No words from you
Not even goodbye
In mid July
Took two weeks home to relax
Went to the Grassroots festival
Wearing your pink glasses, my colorful shirt, and plenty of swag
Before I left my prophet wished I would just let you be
I should of not been surprised
When your glasses kept falling
In front of me
I wanted to show you all of me
I guess I brought you home secretly
On my own journey
Guided by my Gabriel
Sitting under a tree
Your pink glasses feel right off of me
That time I got it
I saw clearly
You wanted to be part of me
So I just let those glasses be
A few days later your movie theater was under attack
Time to put on my Jedi black
But underneath was my purple heart
My pure divine armor
Since I left you in Heaven I knew you were safe
But I was still reminded of our great dates
Whenever you’re ready, so am I
You’ve seen my Heaven
I will keep you from my Hell
Because that is a place I no longer dwell
I’ll call as soon as I can
Maybe we can just go for a walk
Things will be swell
Darling we don’t need to ring wedding bells
I just want to hear your compassionate yells