I'm sorry if I made you cry but I've cried for you, once, before
Regardless, I still came back for more
Hiding how I was feeling...for the better you
He never came
Everything's still the sameNothing's changed, only rearranged
Your body's there but your heart's disengaged
Show me more, make me want you. .
I don't care what you say, show me what you'll do
By you I don't feel lovedSay you love me while staring in my face
Speak to me kindly, not like I'm taking up too much space
If you care for me you will see the things I need you to do
Instead of making it about one; make it about twojust two people sharing their time
a penny turned to a nickel and a nickel to a dime
I added value to you
To someone I barely knewTo someone I grew to love and care so much about
But still you constantly yell and you shout
To someone who I was willing to give all of me
But still you failed to see
Still I triedBy doing my best to make you happy but it wasn't enough
But now I apologize for not knowing how to love
No, not knowing how to love....but how to love YOU
Because it's hard and I ran out of things I should do
Tired of it allI am tired of the repetition
Two voices in constant collision
Constantly showing you what effort means?
What if people really saw behind the scenes?
Questions bundled inside my mind
And more questions added with timeHow do I introduce you to my mother when you disrespect yours?
How can I reach your heart when you take mine on tours
Why do you never ever seem to take the blame?
I see so much in you but the way you act, is such a shame
And after months and months you are still the sameOne day I hope you'll change so I can be everything I want you to see
But you fail the test each time, miserably
One argument after the next
But then there's the amazing sexSo much of you turns me off then on
For you, mi give ma man bun
You touch me and my body is in your control
You kiss me and my eyes begin to roll
Using my body as your consoleYour mouth over my nipples to stop you from talking
Your hands over my mouth to stop me from moaning
You've made me cum only once or twice
I enjoy fucking you more when you aren't so preciseLike "lay this way, be quiet and turn your body that way"
Like "get on top" "don't move" it's as if I have to do as you say
Like always stopping when I disobey
Like always stopping when you've reached your max
Without me getting the chance to meet my climaxI could write about you for hours and rhyme each line about you
About your character, your love, the good but the bad to
For sure I don't know what I'm doing but slowly I'm figuring it out

YOU ARE READING
All the words I've wanted to say but couldn't.
PoetryEvery poem posted will be non-fictional and very dear to me. I choose to write poems about situations I've been through whether past or present. Entries aren't categorized or posted in any specific order. I am still learning, so many will be awful...