It’s clear you don’t know how to love
You act so afraid
To be placed above
But on your rope
I’ll no longer tug
All mushy in private
But in public
No hug?
Like what kinda man are you?
It’s starting to seem like all the rumors are true
I could be a vivid color yellow
But you make me feel blue
Blew because you continue to lie
Intuition already told the truth
So Beloved
I declare
For his selfishness
I do not care
I recall my heart
My feelings I’ll spare
He’s fcking choosing himself
& Thats so unfair
Calls himself a survivor
Constantly drools on me with his hormonal saliva
So tell me
What will it be?
Social media
Or me?
Please say it louder for me
If you can’t stand up behind your words
Then please set me free
Our couple
Is now a family of 3
I mean 4
Don’t hurt my daughter
If you don’t have any Moore
Because I’ll kill our bond for good
Cut the brakes
Under your hood
Fck you and that’s my mood
You’ve been treated so badly
You don’t even know how good
I am….
But I won’t be good forever
A few months to pull it together
Because alone I can solely weather
This storm of envy
Or we could do all of this together …..
Your choice.
Thatβs fire βοΈ
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Thank you so much!
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Love the line: mushy in public. It has a sort of irony in it that, in the end, mushy human!
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Thank you!
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