He loved you , complete. Love was so real no need to compete. He spoke soft in your ear, And you knew the world disappeared. He showed you off and like a moth to a flame, your panties are off. He spoke the majic words and on the third day he fucked you now you wide open. You feeling good now, and he feeling better. He loves your ass but that wasn't the only reason he loved you. He just was so amused at the way you walked away with confidence. You made him reach a peak that was so high and when you left he got to watch your fat ass walk away. He talked to you long and honest. He helped you, when you knew you didn't need a man. He took you from the world, and he finally called you his girl. His girl was enough for you so you made a gap between who you were and his girl. In between loving you and him loving you you lost yourself. You for got how strong you were. So accustomed to his love, his touch, his words. You forgot about you. You studied him and the only thing about his class was that no matter how hard you studied you were lost. You lost you, in the mist of studying someone else. No matter how hard you studied him you never felt like you knew him. He introduced you to his mother and after a while you became cool with his family. They were welcoming and everyone knew you as his girl. You settled because your life wouldn't be perfect unless that was your title. Now it's month six and your happy. Your telling your girls about how it's love and he gone always be yours regardless. He giving you chills and he pay the bills.
Until one day he starts acting different. He got you thinking he stressed out by work. He gets mean and acts as if he is bored. You become nicer and try to cater to his anger but you don't realize he got his own shit going on. You spent so much time trying to make him happy you forgot about you. You begged him not to go but he leaves. He leaves your life. Just like that your memories, your love was gone. It had been two years since you started loving him and stopped loving you. He is gone. You gotta let it go. You search for answers and you can't find any. You ask God how could he possibly stop loving you. Constantly doubting yourself and every time you look in the mirror you saw him. You figure if he Can love you that hard then hurt you. Everyone could. This results in you thinking every man is bad. Did you know the average person meets there soul mate after meeting over 100 different guys. You can't not expect love to cater to yourself when you can't. You can't love someone harder than yourself. You cant give your all when you don't know your all. You can't be ruined.
