winters spent in discontent
we had
summer plans
until
late menstration causes changed situations
and we found ourselves fighting the obvious
you didn't love me enough to stay
so we
parted ways like ghetto braids
what we had was just for show
but now the world wants to see if we can make it
but we are five thousand miles past pretending
and
no one wants to u-turn
tonight its your turn
so you
get sassy
slip into something sexy
and before the wind blows the door shut
you are out
gone with no trace
no trail of bread crumbs
no coming back
you joke as if you're not coming back
leaving me to play the role
of
part time father
and full time babysitter
you leave me watching disney as you
dance under dim lights with dj's spinning disc behind disco balls
you allow slow drink to turn into slow wines
slow songs into slow grinds
and before you can slow down
it is done
you pressed fast forward on our winters discontent
decided you would no longer be
just
content
express to me that you didnt like my contents (that in which i am made of)
you have fallen out of love
and
i
am
left frozen like the tundra
wrapped in my childhood blanket
seeking security
but
you
have fallen out of love
and
i
am
cold
quiet da artist/copyright 2009
