If You're Nice About It, Call Me Allison

  But it was never supposed to be for you It was supposed to be for someone not you Who had shown me scorn Who had not taken me when I was wandering Who had not loved me when I stumbled I don't want to break YOUR hearts Narratives don't fit I refuse ours to be one of hate But now I have to be me And I want that to be in service to you And I know that's not what you want I just didn't want it to be this hard And so for my last performance I bare in pain the man you loved The man I cannot be anymore I witness to my love for you And take my leave And when you hear the truth You will likely grieve that man You need not look further than the steps to your altar For he was not there Except for my heart Which always defaults to love It is grievous that God wrote love in the cosmos And humans rewrote it with hate We meet some day at the foot of the Cross Because love wins out Remember how I told you that story? Old and familiar but still comforting I hope I told it well