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Sweetest Breakup

Caught a Flight out of town Hadn’t seen you in while Wondered if you’d still look the same Still want me to be ya number one dame At one time you offered me your last name Then in a blink ya mind changed No hurt feelings Some times dealings can get touchy But I loved you too much to see See that neither of us was really ready Still kicking it like our bad days don’t have a place on a calendar page Still licking and kissing like if the sun rose then the moon set 3 times consecutively it still would only be the beginning to a race that has no ending Still wondering if ya heart is still pending the transactions of vows But as of today you no longer are allowed No longer endowed with the riches of this misses No longer enriched with the bliss of my lipgloss kiss I’m No longer available to answer your call has been missed Don’t even remember the names of our imaginary kids that I gave birth to on our way to the top of superstardom and you were such a good dad changing diapers and making bottles not time for postpartum I forgot about the whip I bought you on our 20 year anniversary to the hall filled with our closest friends our imaginary kids and both sides of our family I didn’t even dream up a thought of how you would look when ya sexy grey grew in ya goat t and you aged like pinot noir Nope I promise I didn’t let my hopes and dreams get that far I only got to the 2 days reserved on my Microsoft outlook saying “going to see my baby” in the subject line Didn’t even realize this would be the last time You was there to pick me up the embrace was in the best taste with the golden touch single rose to arouse my nose you took the luggage filled with mine and your clothes yes…clothes you left when you left clothes that I remembered not to forget on my trip cause when I came home I just wanted to forget that you ever did exist butterflies in my stomach from the first time we kissed you was talking about plans you made and all the places we had to hit all ya friends wanted to shake my hand and all them jealous chicks you went to school wit wanted to see if I was that bytch and yes I did bring my cutest fits with them shoes that only look cute but really hurt like shiit got my hair colored pressed and clipped bikini waxed and all that just in case we took a swim but anyway where was I, yeah the sweetest breakup had began in the car just quiet holding hands playing jams like you’re all in need to get by by mr meth and mary blidge then sweetest thing

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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