Big Kid
He called me big kid
The fire lit in me, he did
We met through a mutual friend
He was shooting pool, I was avoiding men
Beginning to enjoy my single fate
Ironically he asked me for a date
He was charming, arrogant and fun
I was distant not wanting to date anyone
"Only if your birthday is June fifth," I said
He showed me his license, it was, I ran instead
The date was of an ex, who was selfish and hurtful
Evasive, secretive, manipulative and deceitful
It’s no wonder why I had my guard up with him
If he was anything like my ex, getting involved would do me in
At first, we were just friends, I insisted
He continued to pursue me as I resisted
Less time spent together than apart
Should have been obvious it was doomed from the start
I wore brown, he wore black leather
Naturally we were not meant to be forever
The story that prevailed with him and me
Had me confused about my destiny
I learned over time about he and I
We were two different souls that did not see eye to eye
Time in itself does not mean
Lasting true love or the real thing
Once again living single is a blessing
Learning and growing from another life lesson
Where my story goes
Only heaven knows
Copyright © Lori Phipps | Year Posted 2010
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