Dear Past Love,
It was fun while it lasted but now I have to move on. Yea, I knew she was wifey and I honestly didn’t care cause I was still number one, or so I thought. Honestly, I don’t even care what title you give me cause I don’t want it. I’ve deleted the 20 numbers I can reach you at and am tempted to delete you from my facebook and myspace. I love you and may even be in love with you but you don’t feel the same and I’m sure you lied to me! You looked me dead in my face and told me you ain’t have a girl and I’m 99% you were lying. Or maybe you weren’t and you really didn’t have a girl that week but I don’t care now. I’m moving on. Bye. This love affair started way back when we was kids but we grown now and one of us needs to be the mature one. (As usual, that’s me.) I think your feelings were true because for a while, you did change and got your shit together but at the end of the day, your still you. Your still an asshole, stupid, wanna be thug! You think your so gantsa and whatever else but that ain’t even what I want. I want someone with schooling and class and a fucking job! And what pisses me off is that I thought it was funny when you said shit like I got money. Ha! I don’t want nor need your dirty drug money!! Maybe its good enough for her but I deserve better and you know it! YOU FUCKING KNOW IT!!! The only problem is your greedy and wanted to have both your cake and eat it too. Too bad I found out, huh? Actually, I’m happy that I didn’t give you my virginity. Who knows? You probably wanted to get me pregnant so I would be stuck with you forever. Actually, I know that was your plan and I almost, ALMOST, fell for it! But I’m smart baby. Not just straight As, 4.0 smart but street smart. I know the game and I play it better than you. Don’t call me and don’t try to apologize cause I don’t care. Unless that apology comes with a white gold engagement ring, which I can take and pawn lol.
See I want real love, “not that thug love”, “that’s my baby mama love”, “that’s my wifey love”, but real fucking love! That Love and Basketball love!! That I would never hurt you and I’m sorry it took so long to find you love. That sweep you off your feet, can’t sleep without you love. I want to need to hear your voice in order to be complete. I want the type of love that knows exactly what’s wrong! I want the type of love that you see in old black and white movies on AMC! Can you give me that? Naw, shortie, you can’t. Cause see in order to give me that you need to love yourself first and I know you don’t. So you gonna start seeing me with this dude or another, and you gonna get mad but you have no one to blame but yourself. Sorry babe, but I can’t do this anymore. It really hurts but I need you to know.
MovingOnToBiggerThings
Sanda Out
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