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The Greater Love

I have a problem, a minor one
A dilemma I’ve been purging but won’t stay gone
A secret long buried, which now I sing
With solution’s last note as a form of blessing:

I committed the fault of all faults in friendship
I fell hard for my dearest past the fancying trip
I tried so hard to put it away
But it’s there in my face, no regard for delay

My crowd pushes me to go for the kill
But I see no good reason to indulge in such thrill
The world declares, ‘If you love her, tell.’
But I’ve seen the bigger plan and picture too well

To know where I stand in this emotional treason
To reap not in this season when love’s out of season

In self-gratification there is no beauty
As is with confessing, it isn’t for free
There is much to lose and spend, mind you
If commitment’s the game and the thing to do

I love you so much, no doubt about that
But if I love you much more I’d keep it at that

Keep it pure
Make it sure
Keep it clear
As your loyal peer

For spilling can only bring so little
The effects unseen, the reactions subtle
In the aftersilence, you’re sure to crack
A line drawn between and no turning back

Come see it this way- she’ll say it’s good
But deep down she just doesn’t want to be rude
Oh she’ll be fine, she’ll insist it’s ok
She’ll maintain her poise and laugh it away
But be warned what lies beneath that front
An ugly truth you’ll never want:

She has moved within- the great big shift
Hearts broken apart- the sudden rift
Precious friendship- like a perfect glass window
Once cracked with such doubts won’t last tomorrow

Yes it hurts so much, this emotional war
But I won’t last as long if she’s to nurse that scar

My crowd pushes me to go for the kill
But I see no good reason to indulge in such thrill
The world declares, ‘If you love her, tell.’
But I’ve seen the bigger plan and picture too well

To know where I stand in this emotional treason
To reap not in this season when love’s out of season

In self-gratification there is no beauty
As is with confessing, it isn’t for free
There is much to lose and spend, mind you
If commitment’s the game and the thing to do

I love you so much, no doubt about that
But if I love you much more I’d keep it at that
…if I loved you much more I’d keep it at that.