Poems By A Lonely Cloud

Three

Three

You won't catch me strawberry scented lipglossed with an extra layer of chocolate flavored clear lip balm and expertly dashed rosy red lipsticked lips
I won't be batting mascara tipped eye lash curler curled eye lashes with matching subtly lined eyeliner and eye catching sparkly eye shadowed eyes rounded and perfectly enhanced by contacts
You ain't getting none of that air light giggle blush laugh and arm touching, head tilting to the side, eyes staring mischievously under said eyelashes
Certainly no hair flipping, eye scrunching, hand covering mouth and slow leaning closer with eyes fluttering shut paired with slightly pouting perfectly tinted and scented and of course flavored lips
You're not gonna see a sundress wearing, skirt billowing, blouse flowing, t-shirt curve-hugging, slight cleavage showing, croptopped flat stomach showcasing and fashionably but simply beautiful girl
Not even that kind hearted, charity active, church going, help giving, always patient, much more thoughtful, understanding, shy but brave lady
What you're really gonna see is this:
A red lipsticked lip and cheek, no other makeup besides the ones in my DNA
Not too straight slightly yellowed teeth that shows while smirking all too smugly
Staring piercing sharp brown eyes framed by eyelashes sometimes mascaraed but mostly not
Looking into your very being, judging you for everything you've done and haven't done
Making sure to see your mistakes and making sure that YOU know your mistakes
Make you want to correct it and die at the same time
Make you confused and most totally unconfident about yourself
Wanting to prove that you're good and better than what I tell you you are and what you know you are
You're gonna be scrambling around tryna get me but all I do is play you in the palm of my hand
And you're gonna fall. Fall into me completely but I grab you by the neck and leave you hanging beside me
I'm gonna be hard but you'll still be there and still in love and I will take that for granted
There's three endings to this story:
One. I'm gonna fall too when you're finally enough to break down my walls
And you're gonna experience bliss as I give my everything as I do when I love
I'd be happily trailing you and you're gonna think you're the luckiest guy on earth to nab such a prize as me
And I wouldn't mind because I'd love you enough to ignore your bad treatment after such a long courtship
You would do to me as I did to you and I wouldn't leave you or even think of it
You'd do this until nothing's left for me to give and when that happens I will leave
And you'd be crying and wanting to come back to the good old days when I was your girl
I wouldn't look back or think twice about you anymore, leaving you heartbroken and unable to move on
Two. You'll eventually be worn out by all the hardship I give you
You'll hold on til you can but even the strongest get tired and I WILL tire you out
You'll give up but not without a fight
And I'll be laughing while you cry, ruthless in my fun to see you suffer
You'd beg for me to love you but I won't, not when I have so many others to play with
Maybe then you'd want to die, you'd start to drink and ruin your life
And I will be a bystander, a maniac onlooker goading on your destruction
I don't have enough of a conscience then to feel bad, so I'll just enjoy the horror show
Three. I'd feel as you do and you'd treat me like a queen
We'd have fights and misunderstandings and mistakes
But we'd make up in the end because our love is stronger than them
It'd be blissful and frightening and scary and awesome and amazing
It's a roller-coaster that would take us up and down and rolling and spinning and climbing and falling
But at the end of the ride, we'd still be together
You temper my sharpness and I fan the flames of your passion
We're sweetness and spice despite not having everything nice
It wouldn't be perfect, but we'd be us and we'd be together
And as an ending, I guess it wouldn't be too bad