Just Friends

I remember back in the day, 
after Heys to assimilation and the haze 
of me losing patience. 
Now I have to stray
from my baby, 
lovely lady but I have to say, 
good bye for better days. 

I had to letter play 
because it’s hard to be brave 
when you had my heart and gaze 
for a minute babe.

For more than ages but time done passed  
and I can’t stay, 
and I don’t want to fight for savored time 
before the break 
and this is not a Rachael thang, so I’m 
packing everything:

my beanbag, heavy raincoat
cds and the purple Range Rover 
but you can keep 
my skinny diamond chain 
and the Mercedes I done paid for, boss. 

Good bye, sayonara, arrivederci, 
cause I’m tired of getting 
treated like an employee at, Ross. 

So there’s no love lost 
like unnoticed flirting, 
I’m just about to walk off. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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