Some boys will *******.
Some boys will love you.

When the time together becomes a bore.

    When you start to figure your'e not the only girl he adores.

   As you realize the kisses aren't sweet how the used to be
            
          As you lie there in his arms perhaps your heart will feel like it doesn't belong.

         And when you remember the memories you shared from this song, you'll start to cry.
      
   When the fun nights out are no longer shared with you.

You'll be sitting alone asking,
"what did I do?".
      
     Nothing will be same, not even text messages.

      When you send the I love you text, just know he's texting his ex.

And he'll probably get to you in a sec.

      With a response like, you too.

   Sweetie, cheaters will be cheaters.
And there always be him and two of you.

This life can be given and it can be taken.

That's when I knew I was simple.

I deleted your number like a minute ago,
But I'm still in it cause it's hard for me to let you go.
I calculated the hours,
And approximately, it takes a day to stop relishing on the moments we shared.
It takes just about a hour to calm my thoughts of you.
And just a second to have a urge to call on you.

I can't lie I missing kissing on you.
I guess I'm addicted to your love.
A drug;
You gave me chills,
what a thrill.

Im tripping off more than drugs,
I gotta be real,
I miss the good morning hugs.
And the after feel,
I miss the feeling we get when we used to hold hands.
I tried texting,
I tried tried calling.
Maybe I should stop because I feel myself falling.
I promise this is my last call.

Leave a message at the tone.......

I swear every day I face a new challenge,
The devil and his tactics try throwing me off my balance.

I remember back in the day when we stuck and broke the curfew rules.
We tried hanging with big kids but they were too cruel.
You remember when we tried to puff the smoke.
Try’na hang with the local crew and act like we were tough.
Man those days were fun but life in the hood was rough.
We didn’t realize that the times we cruel,
We just had our fantasy dreams, that one day we’d rule.
We used to kick it afterschool and spit raps in cyphers,
Knowing school was over, it used to get us all hyper.
Man you was funny sometimes corny,
But you still made me laugh.
Remember when we stole chips and candy from Moe’s old store,
We got grounded a week doing house chores,
I thought we’d never see the sunshine again.
I miss those days.
Especially because your not here.
I tell those stories often
because the memories are dear.
You was my main friend.
Thanks for everything.
Rest in peace.

"Don't overthink it. Accept it. It is a gift."
and thank you, God.