Our bubble
So we got this thing
It's been happening for a while
How long man I can't even remember
You told me I looked fine and that my smile was real nice
We talked on the phone all the time even Skyped sometimes
You made it so I always was in a good mood when I was down
We fell off for a bit tho cause people do that
We got back to each other but some shit Just was not right
So we left it alone again but I still had a feeling
Our bubble hadn't popped just yet
We came back but only as friends
You had a new girl it seemed y'all had a bubble but I could have been wrong
I may have fucked that up for you but I later told you my intentions were not so
We talked again but not like that
Our bubble of friendship was still their boy don't you fret
It was 12 am of course I told my best all the shit
Of course she said Bitch get him Bitch
So I sent that text
Man it was worth it in the end now we working on us after all this shit
YOU ARE READING
Girls with a voice
PoetryThis a book of poems written by different African-American writers We give each other topics about anything or a question and we answer with a poem. Hang in there I promise this is just the beginning
