So it starts out lovely, you can’t help but to be bubbly every time he… is…near
Sweet kisses are placed, presents are given, cute games of seeing how long a conversation can be maintained in one night
Laughing like a child because he said hang up, but he wouldn’t hang up until you hung up, but you didn’t hang up..now y’all share a sweet laugh and hang up at the same time.
Yeah, y’all remember those days.
The days rolled into months, months into years and that different level of maturity sets in…
No longer does he have the demeanor of a child but is now devoted to treating his “main squeeze”, his girl, like the queen she is.
No longer playing those childish games but wanting to be respected as the king he is…
He’s deep in that four-letter word, ya’ll
He’s in….LOVE
So it starts out lovely, you can’t help but to be bubbly every time he…is…near
Holding hands…and making plans…because it’s all figured out.
Telling your girls the wedding plans in advance because you just know it’s gonna last forever
“He loves me girl, he tells me every day”
Ignore the haters when they come around because they only want what you got…that’s the story of your life
Then…that special holiday rolls around now
You know, the one that has been so commercialized to the point where the history has been ignored
Young men now martyrs…their agony and pain somehow turned into a good thing where it represents…love
So he buys and buys making sure his baby is taken care of…..go out…have fun…that four letter word flying high in the air sprinkling itself on all couples creating that state of ecstasy that only one can feel when they… are loved
So she gives him what she thinks he’ll like
He gives a smile but anyone noticing can tell he’s expecting more.
He’ll get lucky….take that four letter word…multiply it by two…giving him the eight he’s been longing for
He wants to…MAKE LOVE…
So it started out lovely, you couldn’t help to be bubbly every time he WAS..near
But it seemed like years have passed since then and he’s doing a great job playing the invisible man
You sit there wishin’ this was one of those childhood games…Hide ‘N Seek maybe…only this is real life and he’s been hiding but seeking has been a game in itself....continuous
You think about that night where that four-letter word gave into two sets of four-letter words which in turn created another four-letter word you didn’t expect…A-I-D-S
You cry from the stupidity of not having your own mind and being manipulated by that sweet four-letter word.
Those few minutes of pleasure caused a lifetime of pain to which you cannot explain how or why you allowed this to happen.
You let it build and build the thought of him creates another four-letter word….FIRE..inside
Giving you thoughts of taking that fire that’s burning inside from hurt and betrayal and throwing it into his window in the form of a Molotov cocktail
You sit alone, thinking of the four-letter word that he left inside which only creates another four-letter which cancels out all others…
HATE….be careful with those four-letter words.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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Aw, Maya! Touched by this cleverly written entry. GOOD WORK, MAYA. <-- Three four-letter words. : )
ReplyDeleteThank you! :-) I actually want to recite it one day..maybe.
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