don't leave in summer

just because i started singing Lauryn Hill's part and he had no idea where the song came from. Thank you Stevie Wonder for the original hook.





it's hard to forgive a man that has given and taken the very core of you
that has taken the soul and the purpose of your womb and laid it to rest on a bed of a lies
bitter women are just mothers without children
and men justify their fears with their absenteeism
like you didn't live here in my bones before
like you didn't hide in the corner of my smiles
like you didn't find yourself blinking from borrowed eyes
you want to know why i can't let you go?
but you're still stained across my insides like murder scenes in dark neighborhoods
except there's no white chalk here
there's no caution tape here
there's no 'somebody died here' sign
there's no tombstone for a walking tomb
and Lord knows we weren't important enough to make the paper
it's hard to have an obituary without a birth certificate
so you want to know why i can't let you go?
i want to know too, i want to know why i can't let go of someone who couldn't hold on for just a moment longer, for just one more lifetime
i still feel you kicking at my ribs, making me nauseous when the sun rises at the thought of your name written down somewhere as my emergency contact
i should have known that our contact was the emergency
but i still want to know how you could leave in summer when you made love to me all winter