P.S. I LOVE YOU
Blessed
Smiling
What a great day…
Woke up with you on my mind…
Sent you a good morning text, just to make sure you were up for work,
And put a smile on your face, in hopes that it would last for the day
It’s been a while since I’ve been lonely, because I’ve had you to keep me company
I pray for your safety on the road
I trust you, but I still have a protective streak
I don’t want anything bad to happen to you
I don’t want to get that infamous phone call that would cause me to rush to the hospital
Heart pounding out of my chest and hands shaking, hoping that I can still shake your hands…
Funny how you return the favor with a twist..
You reply with a sweet message, but you make me laugh as well
Sometimes you’re unpredictable…I like that about you
I’m eating at the diner now. Just stopped by to grab a quick lunch..
I decided to give you a quick call, just to say “1-4-3, you & me”
In my mind I can just hear that ringtone you always have for me…
My favorite song
“Love…There’s so many things I’ve got to tell you…”
But…hold on. That’s not in my mind…haha I hear it on the radio as I’m calling you
Then it stopped suddenly
I hear a sweet voice say “Hello”
Then I hear the same voice echo on my receiver…
Come to think of it, it sounds like the source is coming from somewhere in front of me…
Then I see my favorite blue shirt…the same one you wear for me sometimes, because you know I love it..
& the girl with it on looks awfully familiar from behind…her hair flows like yours…
I say “Hey Babe” while looking at this girl…
And I hear the voice again around me say “Hey hun, can I call you in a bit?”
While simultaneously you say the same thing…
Wait…no..huh? Can’t be..
My mouth hit the floor, only because as I feasted my eyes on this mirror image of your hair texture, body shape, and audio melody, I realized that it wasn’t just a reflection…
But that can’t be my baby, cuz she’s sitting with some guy,
Holding his hand as they sit across from each other,
Playing little games with his fingertips..
I recognize those games..and the confused, but intrigued smile on his face,
Because ironically that’s the same smile I had when you played the same games with me
Saddened by my disgusting lunch surprise…I walk over…
Your head is down
“Can I take your order”
He says “I’ll let the beautiful lady order first”
She looks up, sees me, and her mouth drops…
“Hey hun. You come here for lunch too? I want to introduce you to my good friend, Jason”
“Good friend? Really?”
“Well damn…how many good friend’s hands do you kiss and look in his eyes like he’s the only man in the room?”
“Don’t lie…I’m no fool…you insult my intelligence, not to mention disgust me…”
Thanks for the lovely lies...the twisted times, and the beautiful surprise…
Thanx for talking about men who do what you do, while saying you don’t do the same…
I remember when I claimed you in front of a room full of people as I recited lines I wrote in your honor…afterward you said “I love you” with one tear running down your cheek
“Bruh, Jason is it? I wish you the best with this one…”
But now I see, that your “love” resembled the crocodiles, just like the tear that followed…
Cold, scaly, rock hard, moving stealthily toward your next target…
Don’t run after me…
It’s too late…lose my number…
P.S. I love you…
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