Lost ones

Listening to Jay Z is like listening to your heart with the words that your mind has lost. I've been listening to the track LOST ONES...and I'd be damned if this isn't life...my life

"I don’t think it’s meant to be, B
For she loves her work more than she does me
And honestly, at 23? I would probably love my work more than I did she
So we ain’t WE, it’s me and her
Cause what she prefers over me is work
And that’s where we defer
So I have to give her free time even if it hurts
So breathe, Mami, it’s deserved
You’ve been put on this Earth to be all you can be like the Reserves
And me? My time in this Army is served
So I have to allow she her time to serve
The time’s now for her, in time she’ll mature
And maybe we can be WE again, like we were
Finally, my time’s too short to share
And I ask her now? It aint fair
So, yeah, she lost one"

Art does imitate life.....