Picasso vs. Monet

God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I can not change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference
Amen.

I said hello, to you and welcomed you into my life. I embraced your sweet kisses and your gentle gestures, when you held my hand, and wiped my tears. When he was gone, you were there. I cried with you as you held me near. I needed you, I wanted you, I loved you. I still love you.

I decided I would love you. I decided you were it, and no one could replace you. In time we split, but we were still united, bound together by a title, together by a scribbled label. Where did you go? When that whirlwind took me, blew me, I flew off track, and slowly you did too.

Your lips are sacred, as are mine. She reached in, and pulled you close. Hands in pockets, you stood, you didnt push. "I cant be doing this." Attempted, and failed. You always said you loved Picasso better.

But Monet showed you the way, how well the artistic skills of a manipulative genious brightened a few skies and changed a few hearts.

I called it quits, but you begged and you pleaded, is your cheating heart regretful? Im still here, and I still love you. My heart believes in you.

Amen.