Wrote due to the separation of my loved one.
SINGLE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
I really don’t know how to start this; how to explain
That there is no woman who will wear my last name
Not saying that I didn’t want to get married one day
I did… it’s just that the one special lady has went away
Or rather told me to go away… so I left heart draggin along
It started over to years ago… my eyes saw where I belong
Determined I approached and I succeeded with my mission
Well I thought… I know now it’ll be her that I’m missing
It took her no time to fall in love with a nigga like me
I’m supportive, 90% honest, caring, and despite thee…
Fact that I’m handsome, packing, and know how to treat…
Well I thought I knew… must didn’t… she yelled retreat
Not that she was in any danger… my love is innocuous
So what is the problem; what is it that keeps stopping us
It’s the fact that I have female friends, and she don’t trust
She chooses to believe that in them is where I want to bust
I once had a reputation with the ladies; they use to love me
I once was a gangsta, I use hang out where the thugs be ….
Got two baby mammas and one them broke my heart badly
Now this other chick done came and left the poet sadly
We even had a child who died six month in her womb
We had to bury him after she delivered; I promise his tomb
Will not be forgotten… we named him Marquis D. Pierre
Two weeks later her placenta separated; left us in despair
We move forward with the strength of God’s loving hand
She needed me… my support and love was in demand
My support and love had always been there; it got deeper
Shit I love that woman but in her eyes I am no keeper
I’m not worthy of being trusted, she say my ass is crazy
I’m sorry I got that way at the thought of losing my lady
I been crying for days, baby please let me come home
She say can’t do it she rather move on, I cry on the phone
For three nights I been begging like my name Keith Sweat
She telling me no again and now my tears getting me wet
This makes the third time she kicked me out the house
She wanted to be my wife, but now she not my spouse
I can’t start over again trying to understand someone knew
I was learning to love her and now I can’t get through
I want her back… I swear I do, but I got to accept one fact
That this young lady does not desire to have me back
Today I cried behind a woman for the last time, I swear…
Jakeya Woodbury is the last lady for whom I will care…
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