~No Title...Only Truth Love touched me prematurely Purely…so surely Falling in love at fourteen is not the smart thing But far be it from a mere fling It orchestrated my heartstrings Determined the way I’d later see things And now twenty years later I feel nothing greater Than a regret that my bitterness forces me to savor Because I expected to flourish in love, always But he and I had to part ways I was forced into a game I didnt know how to play Where nights were much more important than days No one looked at me the way he used to Beauty and brains no longer weighs what booty and boobs do I took for granted the plight…thought love was my right I never knew I’d have to fight for the rest of my life To be somebody’s Mrs. Right That no matter how good I was at love I still might not be his wife I’m a tease if I’m not certain…a whore if I’m sure For giving it up at all…there would never be a cure I am forever branded And love, it left me stranded Yet the deterioration of my pride came from me, single-handed For I am the one to be reprimanded I thought affection would be simple and obtainable But grown up love and teenage love arent equally attainable Because a boy loves with a heart that is not yet flammable But a man who has been burned to being unsustainable Won’t treat you like the queen you thought you’d become And love won’t always end up the same as it begun ~RAyGE
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 01:41:14 +0000