I will sometimes hurt you, because I am not God.
I’m in a frame of mind
You wouldn’t want to frame in your mind
See, in my mind
I love you and show you so
But in your mind my love for you has withered more
The space in time makes you no longer mine
This space in time takes my all, but that’s fine
Though far from me and all these thorns
If you stay one more day, you’ll see the roses born
Times like these have always been
The pain you bear, I’ve always seen
On days like those that I don’t seem to be your kin
Just know I bear my own sin
As the knives prod your delicate skin
May God be your life, your King
I will always love you, but I am not God
I will sometimes hurt you, because I am not God
But if someday, somehow, you see past the hurt
You will see a picture of you framed in the hall of love
Known as my heart of hearts.
Jenim Dibie 