Mistakes
I know I have made many mistakes in my life, not proud of them but I have learned from them or have I?
The first time I saw him I thought to myself damn he's fine! Had this big ole round head with the hair cut low. He was so soft spoken, but when he spoke I was touched.. my heart my mind. I couldn't take my mind off of him. Saw him with his children little girl sleep in his lap, son playing quietly at his feet, wife at work. I wanted him.
We were friends and we crossed the line taking time for us in secret, laughing, loving and falling in love. He offered to leave her, I told him no. Explained to him that I would never want to have a man who would leave for me but not for himself. Made him weak in my eyes. For my birthday he got my name tattooed across his back and on his chest. Everytime he made love to her she was looking at his devotion to me.
I saw her and the kids together, I turned away because at that moment of watching her strap her babies in their carseats I knew I was 2nd in his life in his heart. She was the Mrs. and I was the mistress. One sided love when I knew I deserved better. Didn't want to be a liar and a cheat, wanted to be a real woman, not his pussy on the side.
He went away on business and called me everyday sent me flowers. I died while he was gone, reborn stronger. He showed up 2 days after he got home, bringing gifts and promises of more. I told him it was over and he cried. I cried alone, he countinued to call and stop by. But I saw him for the first time...didn't want or need what I saw.
Nothing worse than a weak ass man who can't admit when it's over and claims he stays for the kids when he's really staying for himself because he's comfortable or scared or both.
The first time I saw him I thought to myself damn he's fine! Had this big ole round head with the hair cut low. He was so soft spoken, but when he spoke I was touched.. my heart my mind. I couldn't take my mind off of him. Saw him with his children little girl sleep in his lap, son playing quietly at his feet, wife at work. I wanted him.
We were friends and we crossed the line taking time for us in secret, laughing, loving and falling in love. He offered to leave her, I told him no. Explained to him that I would never want to have a man who would leave for me but not for himself. Made him weak in my eyes. For my birthday he got my name tattooed across his back and on his chest. Everytime he made love to her she was looking at his devotion to me.
I saw her and the kids together, I turned away because at that moment of watching her strap her babies in their carseats I knew I was 2nd in his life in his heart. She was the Mrs. and I was the mistress. One sided love when I knew I deserved better. Didn't want to be a liar and a cheat, wanted to be a real woman, not his pussy on the side.
He went away on business and called me everyday sent me flowers. I died while he was gone, reborn stronger. He showed up 2 days after he got home, bringing gifts and promises of more. I told him it was over and he cried. I cried alone, he countinued to call and stop by. But I saw him for the first time...didn't want or need what I saw.
Nothing worse than a weak ass man who can't admit when it's over and claims he stays for the kids when he's really staying for himself because he's comfortable or scared or both.
posted by Poetry @ 8:11 PM
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