Entangled Love
When we good we good, when we bad we are bad.
You come from the hood and I from the other side of the tracks.
I'm entangled in the way you love me and how you make me feel.
How can I be so naïve and avoid all the signs that say I should leave.
Its like you have a curse or spell on me that draws me right back in.
It's amazing when we are good, but hell when we are bad.
I was blinded by love and how you made me feel, how can I break this spell?
You get in your head and always think the worst, and I'm the one who pays for that hurt.
I love you and cherish the ground you walk on, but wonder if my love will ever be enough.
Copyright © Hannah Bryant | Year Posted 2024
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