Black Poetry : Love

shayshayfromsav

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Now I don’t really get this whole situation with this person people call love
Cuz the definition that yall spitting is just not really adding up
You see, I’ve heard a lot from this person in the past few years of my life
And everything that has had something to do with him has made me think twice.
Take my advice, I’m not bitter, and I’m not trying to be funny, I’m no clown.
Its just that every time I speak of this person I end up getting let down.
I remember when I first spoke of love I was about the age of 16.
Love brought me clothes, got nails done, and fresh *** kicks, **** seemed like a dream.
But little did I know Love was waiting for me to let down my guard.
Cuz when I gave love my most prized possession it just left with no reward.
Told myself, I would never talk to love again,
But about a year and a half later, love decided to creep in.
It was my senior year in high school, the supposedly most memorable time.
Met back up with love, and this time love was in the form of a dime.
Almost lost my mind tryna stay fine, so love wouldn’t leave me.
But in the midst of all things I slipped up and let love put his hands on me
Not in a good way, not the way that makes you get moist in wet.
Love touched me in the most hurtful way I thought I would never forget.
But I did, and I gave love another chance, love asked me to accompany him at a school dance.
After the party was over, love decided to get in my pants.
And I let him; I mean I figured what was a measly “date”,
I should have thought a little deeper cuz later on in the month, something was late,
I didn’t feel great; so I decided to give love a ring.
When I told love the situation love just looked at me strange,
And told me I must have been tripping cuz he covered up his thang.
Well it wasn’t true, just a boo boo, well a close call.
But after that conversation with love, he stopped speaking and all.
So after that I said **** love, I’d rather have hate, cuz the definition of hate doesn’t lie, it tells you the truth straight.
And if I ever meet up with this person called love again, Im turning the other way.
 
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