Silly of me to think that our rekindling meant anything more than the sweaty sheets and the vague memories of ecstasy...
Silly of me to believe you could grow to trust and nurture me drop a seed of belief that I could be more than your late night creep...
Silly of me to think warm food a clean bed my need to be smarter from the books I read to get ahead you would invest, spend a little bread opposed to filing my wounds with salt and my head with incomplete thoughts...
Yea it was silly of me when I found a new model that didn't worry about my throttle nor did he bottle his emotion instead we break bread and we nurture one another’s head with things that create a beautiful scenario you were to blind and couldn't see even though everyone said there you go...
Yea silly of me blinded by the brighter lights of less hype of being your want to be trif life wife!!!
Silly of me to think that I couldn't be presented with the 4'cs now the color of my days are no longer grey I've cut my loses and clearly see my path to red rose petal baths at last I'm so silly I just have to sit and laugh I'm happy I have finally left your ass!
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