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Classick Ending

loved Loving you...

You loved liking me a lot

I put everything on the table not knowing if it was stable

And after debating

I was able to trust that my dating and waiting for a good man would stop.

But anger always kept the fighting hot

Don't worry, I won't say your name, I'm not going to put you on the spot

But dang, you erased me from Myspace after taking me off your "Top"

Okay, so you wanna put single on your status

Fine it's cool, we can scratch this and unlatch from all the attachment

Relax this is not an attempt for any kind of bashing

But remember what you lost when everything came crashing

And it's crazy how we talked about marriage,

We fought over baby names and pictured me pushing a carriage

We argued over each other's characteristics 

And when I calculated the percentage of how many times you abandoned the 
debates by hanging up the phone,

The statistics proved that it was less than likely that we were going to get past 
this.




Now I'm back on the run…

Remember when we used to spend hours on the phone

Wishing I was home

Praying that we  would always have each other so we wouldn't end up alone.

Did you forget how we despised missing each other?

It's a surprise that we failed at being lovers 

Now we're not even kissing each other.




Every now and then I think of you still

and even Dru Hill said that we're not "Making love"

Instead we're    b r e a k i n g    love




                        WHY?




My heart used to tell me to try

You know what pain feels like, so

You don't need to ask Prince what it sounds like "when doves cry"

I said I wouldn't leave and I would stay if you need

But when you kept cutting me, 

I refused to lay face down on the pavement and bleed




You picked me up from the airport, even paid for my ticket, 

THANK YOU for all of that.

If you wanted I would reimburse you for the flight, AND give you your gas back.

         It's crazy how everything flashed before my eyes

Now I'm forgetting about you as you drift away into a black and white flashback..


But for what it's worth

I'm sorry it had to end this way, 





If I could sort this relationhip and name it by genre, normally I would call 
it "Romance"... 

But the ending was tragic.

And it dawned on me while writing this… it lost it's color and the storyline is old

So I guess I'll call you a "Classic."

Copyright © Queen Mcnair | Year Posted 2008

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