Weekend Me Time

Me Time

Texted someone who might be interested
And none of them lend the time to be wasted cause of me being an absentminded
So I ended up In a coffee shop which was my mind recommended
To think of something this weekend, this is a  poem that might be invested.

Let me first share something worth thinking
Do you ever feel like you're a king?
A king to someone because you think she's your queen?
Then if you think you are, the only word would be "fighting"

It doesn't always end up a good day
And the only thing I want to do is lay
Day dream and talk to God and pray
You just might say 'come what may'.

After that day, there's two things that might end up
Accept the fact that you can't sleep anymore on his lap
I know there will be a gap, but please for now take a nap
And realize that the sun will still pop, and God is there to tap

Or you'll smile and think that the waves ended fine
And you can say that "Yes, He's still mine."
When you woke up, please rise and shine
And thank God for his unconditional love and endless time.

Now you know the two things that might happen.
Please ready yourself because I don't want you to be hurt all of a sudden.
So I have this kind of Me Time for myself.
When everybody left and these words will be kept.