Left with no suga for lemonade..
You didn't give me any.
Its the bed you made.
My suga hidden locked away I always keep plenty.
Yet you should've given me some.
You didn't give me any.
Should things become unraveled undone.
Behaviors..
Like gentle flavors
Gifted courtesies.
Texting etiquettes.
Is like a lumpy preserved sugar cube.
Know that rules in texting has its magnitude.
Proper mannerisms set for the right attitude.
Like sensual videos from youtube.
Proper texting skills.
Sets the flow for good word adjectives.
If texting don't just walk away.. at least say bye have a good day.
You were texting me and simply vanished away.
Didn't hear from you till some other day.
No good morning no how are you.
No Sorry I hadn't replied back to you.
The stems that builds proper relationships.
Simple actions that can untie good friendships.
Rude mannerisms, actions, bad timing..too many crazy smilies.
Too much giving, too much doing, way too many gifs cheezies.
Texting at wrongful innappropriate times.
Like at the movies or on a date no good signs.
Manners gone like public phone booths uneeded dimes.
Your rudeness Your going I can't miss.
You have no suga cubes.
Just sour lemons..
Easy to dismiss.
You gave me nothing to make lemonade.
Can't fix this mess you have made.
No suga for lemonade!
By selinasharday all rights reserved..3-2018