The image you show is one of a happy boy turning into a man and yet to learn all the crosses of life . Tall dark skin that egg shape head that I can't seem to get the image  out of my head from between my legs .. But let's give you a glass of whiskey in fact that not enough heads up this bottle of bittaz just to make sure take two shots of tequila and I'll have you right where I need you to be . Telling me everything ,everything that hurts you everything that makes you feel some type of way . Telling me about girls you pass true and the fact that they made you feel whole for that second but you mind some how finds it's way back to the smile on my face that brings you at peace . Stories about lectures that teaches you nothing that you already haven't  known but yet it reminds you of me .. Back to the times we would sit for hours talking about life and the world and the people in it and every time you would ask the question did you know? I'll look at you and smile and say no I did not just so you can shake your head and continue thinking that your teaching me the world . Even duh everybody told me other wise I never dough yet for a second that you weren't the reason for my smile. Deep in your stories you said her name Mrs boo and you smirked a smirked you never did when talking about girls that reminded you of me . That very moment my heart sunk so far down I did not hear anything that you said after that it was like  I am at the bottom if the ocean searching for air to breathe know there was no way out but up , up seems so impossible to reach to I fight . Fight back the tear the anger the betrayal the disappointment . Holding my tongue and looking the other way . That night I found myself laying on my back with you on top and I felt nothing and usually we zing but yet i wanted to feel something but instead I stopped and looked you in your eyes and realize after all these year I still couldn't get you to look me in my eyes , I still couldn't get you to kiss me with your heart or touch me with your souls . But yet I fight back from leaving for my heart I was trying to store but how could you store away some you can't find . You lucked me behind jerseys and friends . You feed me to *******  and hoes , but I'll tell you this it won't be no more it my take sometime for me to get over you but lord knows I'll linger your mind for years to come because everything about her reminds you of me so try to leave try to forget you've place yourself in a trap and I wish you the best of luck for the original is on her way out while the Copy is putting you throw a drought...........

                                             ­                                          Yours truly
                                                                ­                        Justice