Consistency.
How silly of me to think I’d found
A truly different you
To think that I had come to know
something special, something new.
I held my heart, my guard was up
But somehow you broke through
You held me close and let me cry
when I didn’t know what to do.
You made me think that you had changed,
or that you would for me.
But the only thing that hasn’t changed
is your consistency.