Black Poetry : The Life of Just a Friend

Tha-Emissary

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“I never intended for it to go any further than this
And I didn’t want to hurt your feelings
But I just want to be friends.”
>
Best said, is the ladies anthem
And you’ll hear it played over and over again
If you’re no immediate threat to the couchie
No liberator of the hips
No invader of the lips
Or No potential conquistador into her heartland
However, you of all people can get a date
Because you put on the world’s greatest show
You’re a Ringley Brother
And if there was a metaphor to sum it all up
You’re the court jester performing for a Queen
In the absence of her King
You make her smile,
Make her laugh
And when it’s all said and done you don’t expect payment
Because you do it simply from the heart
And looking at her is just as good as gold
Yet you wait attentively to hear it, the final
“Goodnight!”
Then watch as your gold is melted right before your eyes
Nonetheless, she still hands you out a hug as if you were charity case
But you don’t refuse because deep in your heart you know this the only ration of love you’ll ever receive from her.
So you take it and go.
Get back in your car; drive the long road home with her hug still clinging to your body
Get home,
Walk through the door, put your keys on the dresser,
Take off your shoes, brush your teeth, and put on your boxers
Then lay back on the pillow in the bed with your arms crossed behind your head
As you smell the scent of her perfume still running through your nostrils.
Not before long you’re getting high off a hug
Seeing her face in the cracks of you’re ceiling right before you pass out
To have the best dream you’ve ever had in your life.
Only to have it abruptly interrupted by the screaming alarm telling you its time to go to work.
So you wake up hung over on her to the sober reality of
It’s never going to Happen!
Put back on your clothes, strap on your boots, grab your id and go to work like you’ve always done.
And while you’re on your lunch break
You sit at the table by yourself staring at the ceiling
As a coworker passes you by asking, “Are you alright?”
Your response being, “Sure, I’m just thinking.”
But the truth is you were daydreaming, still looking at her in the ceiling because it’s the only high you have left
When you’re getting stoned to death from being just a friend.
 
Ohh baybee You...!
Got what I need!
You say Im just a friend..

Yea i memba that line.
Said it time n time..
I was in love with the image of him..
but never wanted to let fate win..
And hate n anger crept in..
when you no longer have a friend..
just a guy...
who was one your men.
:happens:





Tha-Emissary said:
“I never intended for it to go any further than this
And I didn’t want to hurt your feelings
But I just want to be friends.”
>
Best said, is the ladies anthem
And you’ll hear it played over and over again
If you’re no immediate threat to the couchie
No liberator of the hips
No invader of the lips
Or No potential conquistador into her heartland
However, you of all people can get a date
Because you put on the world’s greatest show
You’re a Ringley Brother
And if there was a metaphor to sum it all up
You’re the court jester performing for a Queen
In the absence of her King
You make her smile,
Make her laugh
And when it’s all said and done you don’t expect payment
Because you do it simply from the heart
And looking at her is just as good as gold
Yet you wait attentively to hear it, the final
“Goodnight!”
Then watch as your gold is melted right before your eyes
Nonetheless, she still hands you out a hug as if you were charity case
But you don’t refuse because deep in your heart you know this the only ration of love you’ll ever receive from her.
So you take it and go.
Get back in your car; drive the long road home with her hug still clinging to your body
Get home,
Walk through the door, put your keys on the dresser,
Take off your shoes, brush your teeth, and put on your boxers
Then lay back on the pillow in the bed with your arms crossed behind your head
As you smell the scent of her perfume still running through your nostrils.
Not before long you’re getting high off a hug
Seeing her face in the cracks of you’re ceiling right before you pass out
To have the best dream you’ve ever had in your life.
Only to have it abruptly interrupted by the screaming alarm telling you its time to go to work.
So you wake up hung over on her to the sober reality of
It’s never going to Happen!
Put back on your clothes, strap on your boots, grab your id and go to work like you’ve always done.
And while you’re on your lunch break
You sit at the table by yourself staring at the ceiling
As a coworker passes you by asking, “Are you alright?”
Your response being, “Sure, I’m just thinking.”
But the truth is you were daydreaming, still looking at her in the ceiling because it’s the only high you have left
When you’re getting stoned to death from being just a friend.
 

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