Samuel Durant Poet Romanticism

Dirty Little Boyfriend

Tell me, what's the big deal? 
With saying what you feel. 
People say they don't mind, 
but they flip the **** out 
Every time. 
Except this one chick, 
she was swell. 
I met her on the 
Stairway to hell. 
I said, my friend 
I love you so! 
She said 
You thought I didn't know? 
  
Now she's my dirty little girlfriend, 
  
Apart we drew, a widened path 
Why did I even have to ask? 
  
I'm her dirty little boyfriend 
Or at least I was, 
some time ago. 
  
Now the world seems to have changed 
No one looks twice at my risky games. 
   
I say and do what I choose, 
Just like every other aimless youth. 
  
React, I won't, to her embrace. 
So blunt, the slaps upon my face. 
  
She was my dirty little girlfriend. 
Stupid, perhaps, but that's my style 
Wish I'd forget you for a while 
  
I was your dirty little boyfriend. 
Now I'm just some weirdo on your 
Block List!

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