Dashed

You wasn’t no good for me but I loved you

You got the best of me and gave me scraps that

seemed monumental

Just thinking of things you said and all that you never could

Think of how the rarest “I love you’s” never made eye contact

Think of how it was always rough while I didn’t hate made me wonder

why it was never tender

Did you not see my softness, my weaknesses, how badly I wanted your

strength and your bravado to be mine

We were at our best when I ain’t have nothing

when you was only friend, the only one checking on me on the daily

with a “Peace, Queen, Goddess, Beloved, Bae” but never my name,

my name that I only heard once escape from your luscious lips

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