when my girls wanna know how bad could guys possibly be.
I tell em how u fucked up!
In the nights,
when they talk about the coldest relationships..
I talk about us!
Oh God… why did u have to do what u did?
Why did u have to act fucked up like a drunken bitch?
Why did u gamble “us” ?
I hope it was worth the fun
Cuz now “us” is gone away
I tried so hard 2 make it stay
I *wanted* it to stay….
But its gone now …
I was so sick of ur games…
Ur “we r done” “lets start over”
Ur mind rolling up n down, back n forth
Like a fuckin rollercoaster.
U never made up ur mind.
N I m afraid its too late nw , to even apologize
Plus u could never handle me in distress
or my craziness
and i wanted a man,
and u were man too less.
N I m afraid its too late nw , to even apologize
Plus u could never handle me in distress
or my craziness
and i wanted a man,
and u were man too less.
Well, I hope she was fun!
4 whom u gambled “us”.
Cuz I cried all April nights last year
When u had left me alone here
I missed u so bad, it hurt
And I had my temptations
And I had my luck
But never for anything did I gamble "us"…
I wont mind if you Call me a million times on my fone
And when I don’t pick up
U come and honk that horn
Stand in rain Under my windowpane
And Go down on ur knees and look forlorn.
I wont mind if u write me a beautiful poem
And act cute , crazy and become loyal
And maybe a lot lot more than *enough*
Cuz baby u gambled “us”
I don’t hate u… but u should know I cant like u now.
Lest I am 4 beers down.
i like the name and the whole poem....so nicely written...:( from one line to the last.....each line has more than a story
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WOW.. Well written.. Fictional I'm guessing.. is it
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not even a bit! As real as God!
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