Could I ever forget those long nights
when I snuck out of the house just to be with you?
Could I ever forget those long nights
when we'd forget the time and
just walk until the sun rises?

Could I ever forget those long nights
when you had to wait an eternity for me,
yet, as I come out, you were still there
with a smile on your face?

Could I ever forget those long nights
when you made your silly little promises
that for me were bigger than any future I saw?

Could I ever forget those long nights
when you told me there were no “forevers”
and only unending?
Could I ever forget those long nights
when you'd whisper in my ear,
“I unendingly love you”?

Could I ever forget
the love you had shown me?

You did.

I could never.

I stood by the window of my bedroom and watch him
walk down the street:  his bald head shine
brighter than the sun today: I thought that his
presence would have affected me: instead I felt a sense of grief
Suddenly, my thoughts turn to a spiritual war fare
the pleasures of sin are only for a season
It passes with time: that was seven years ago
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  However, his body language was a dead giveaway
I moved away from the window and glance at his side of the bed
I sighed and walk to the kitchen.
I picked up the envelope he slid under the door
What a low blow to one’s heart
Knowingly, we once loved each other
I stood by the window of my bedroom and watch him
walk down the street:
we never play for keeps

I must have read her poem
five-thousand times
and oh God
how I wish
those words
were reality

(NOTE: This is a humorous stab at *** from a Man’s point of view)


I can see your blood boiling
through the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my lungs;
your words seek like bullets
your mouth like ****** guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a fked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it…
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sht
about the gum I chew.
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stare;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same
these 28 days,
but now I’m fckin Ahole
Aunt Floe gave me that name.
She said get out my face
This ain't your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by
What was said before.
I love you
With her glossy eyes
I knew it was true,
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That ahole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this fkin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sht,
Why would I give up my love
To live my life like in a pit.
This is horrible sht
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent.
You could be laughing
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue a week.
And that ain’t gone happen
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelings
and don’t know what to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable rage,
She locked herself
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now looking down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
You know that’s dumb a_ me.
Curled in the bed
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that fked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsht
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with **** and beer.
I love you punk.

I don't know how
the birds always stay singing
& the trees' leaves always
grow back,
greener than before,
while I get smaller inside with
each passing fall.

Everyone says that I am
a perfect fit,
but no one ever wears me.