The pleasures of being unique.

Keep moving with the herd like a good sheep!
For your love I will no longer keep!

I the wolf tried so hard to make us link,
I should have stayed with my pack now I think.

You being a sheep, and the shepard your master,
I had free thinking of course this would have been a disaster.

Keep moving with the herd, as one single enitity,
And I will roam the forest wondering if you will see reality?

I saw the wolves spirit in you, but it died cause you thought you were weak,
Strong eyes, powerful heart, and the resolve of a queen, but you choose to be meak.

One day you might look back and think, did I do wrong?
Was this man of love right all along?

Most likely though you will look back and see only others mistakes,
Just like a sheep to assume the false, and see only what is fake.

I only feel sad as you go where your shepard beckons,
But for me I only learnt one of lifes hardest lessons.