“It’s somebody birthday
Right now, right now
Right now...right now”...
Caught on the scents of her perfumes
It was a few past midnight when
I said I wanted to be her groom
She laughed and tried to scrub our love off
Didn’t realize we got matching tatts
It was only then she pulled me in closer
And asked to go half on a baby
I told her I’d go a quarter
If she went three
Cause I needed the odds of her beauty
To be in our children’s favor
She said she’d love me, cherish me
Till the day I die
I didn’t believe her words, just her eyes
My first mistake in love’s suicide
¥☼MOI☼¥ 22 Nov 20
