We met, me in 8th grade walking down congress parkway
Playing the lottery for my mom, he yelled out, "hey shortie"
I turned around quick enough to give you whip flash, "who you calling shortie' written all over my face...I was in 8th grade merely a baby
11 years later you gave me a beautiful baby boy , my handsome bundle of joy
But you decided "I don't want to be a dad again,and instead of doing your job you just wanted to be my friend, .......begone
And now he's graduating high school....all me
I dated you once but then came that damn Luther Vandross song, Like would be better......the second time around', my parents never changing that doggon number since we moved in that house
All the reasons young sauntered back into my life
"Whatever you decide, you said; whatever you want to do you said; I'm here for you....are you were you?
You wanted to live with me, you wanted to move with me, you got your grove on with me, but when I said put a bill your name or your name on the lease.....you bust a move on me
Trusting made me not trust, lusting made me give in to lust, I said oh well it happens to the best of us, but that still didn't make it love
The ones I truly loved and one or two I felt I truly trusted, it was something I'd never experienced before so it was unexpected
I played around with the hearts of those who declared their love and to me they showed.
But it was me your gift I didn't believe I thought it was you out only to deceive
I couldn't totally give my all, they picked me up, I let got so I could fall
For by now the lesson I was taught was to trust and depend on no one, I got this one down cold now the rules by heart
But just for me I am now willing to try, to not just have a relationship that's high and by
But I want this relationship on my terms, I'm willing to give me if you're willing to learn
Like yes I do enjoy having sex but also shooting pool and playing chess
Yes I do enjoy working my brain, this magnificent muscle nothing about me is plain
And yes, I am willing to also learn you
Let's grow together spiritually before you call me boo
Don't even think of asking to meet my kids until you have shown me you're in your on children's lives
he can't do jack for me and mine all while he is neglecting his
I have friends in my life and each one has a role
My story with them not quite finished, so those stories untold
So that's my love loss story, true love lost and found
But moving towards trusting and growing
Looking forward to my future as I climb out of relationship adolescence reaching towards high grounds
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