Him & His Bitch

Beginning and Ending

"It's not the same anymore," she yelled

and he really didn't like it when she'd

try to control him.

"You fucking cheated on me."

He used to have a girlfriend,

that he found on his way to the club

she was young,

and all alone

so he swept in just like

he swept her off her feet.

The sex had him craving

more and more

for her,

and she let him,

because it was just a bit of fun for her

and she didn't think a relationship

would go far,

but it did.

He became in love with her,

because she was perfect,

and sweet and caring

and most of all

trustworthy

and

loyal.

She's now his bitch

and they'd still sleep together,

he was marking her for the

love

and she was claiming him for the

fun.

He didn't know what real love was

but he assumed that they shared it

because she didn't care for a condom

when they were about to do it

and he didn't complain.

"Dude, why are you spending so much

time with her?"

His friends asked

and he didn't have an answer

except for,

"she's my girl,"

and slowly she was shredding his heart

and his friendships.

"Please, think about this."

She asked, because she saw him

fall deeper and deeper in love with

her

and she wasn't falling too.

"I want this," he said

and it almost made her heart flutter,

almost.

She cried that night when she

explained that tattooing her name

wouldn't prove any feelings towards

him.

He didn't like that.

He used to have a girlfriend,

now all he's got is hoes

he found a young girl,

and made the mistake of taking

her to his home.