The Dime

She abducted me…

From my path…

A time ago…

 

Something thick…

Like egg rolls…

I got to know her

 

I told her…

 

“If you were mine…”

 

Appearing as her spine…

I had her…

I held her…

Up…

 

Through a car crash…

No whiplash…

 

I presented to her….

Romance…

 

Ain’t no roses…

Or a floor of…

Rose petals…

No no no…

 

She wasn’t that type of lady…

 

“At all…”

 

See…

Roses are beautifully…

Red…

 

They die…

Never lasting forever…

 

Something thats short lived…

Death symbols into a….

Dead end relationship

Some wasted money…

Tested…

 

 

We’ve had arguments…

Some senseless fights….

 

 

“After that…”

 

 

An invatation through…

White doors that moved…

Open aromatherapy…

Of white sage…

 

“Purification of all…”

 

Negitivity dwindled…

Till…

Positivity levels…

Go back up…

 

 

We had gotten tied…

Together…

Like shoe strings…

 

 

Two brains…

Behaving…

Just for the next…

 

Signatures…

Signed in maybe print…

Printing out…

His and hers…

Blood contracts…

 

 

“We couldn’t stand each other…”

 

In some hours…

Days…

Even monthes…

 

“We love each other so much…”

 

 

We coped..

We prayed…

 

 

I’d say things like…

 

“Got damn you crazy!”

 

She would verbally retaliate…

Back at me…

Something you would say…

Like…

 

“Then you can suck your own dick tonight!”

 

Then we’d die laughing…

About our disagreements…

The next day…

Reenacting our funniest…

Statements…

 

 

Thats what’s I call true love…

I do…

Love…

I know…

Romantic is pepper…

 

Then salt is…

 

“I need to get the hell out of this house!”

 

Or its going to be…

World war three up in here…

 

 

(me)

“By the way…”

“Baby!”

“Do you need anything from the store?”

 

Real love to me is…

Loving to hate…

Then Hating to love each other…

 

Damn it!

 

There is nothing…

That would tear us down…

Or tear us apart

 

Sometimes…

I just hated your fucking guts…

Yet..

True love…

Was us…