And I miss you…
I mean, I really wish you were still the cushion of my stride
The envy of all who passed by
I mean…
I miss you
I met you when all I knew was how much everyone else wanted you
Needed, to touch you
Had to have you
But I got you to you first.
DAMN how they all hated that we were together.
Then the first time I,
The very first time that you asked me
Allowed me to enter you….
I still get goose bumps
You seem to supercede my first time
Because this is our first time
From that point on, many others were placed before me
But none, none, like you.
This is why I scribe
This is the reason that I write
I can not believe after all of the places we’ve been together
All the good times we’ve had…
Have just been together all of these ages you want to call it quits
I beg of you not like this
What ever needs to be done to repair you it US
Ill beg buy borrow or bleed to see this thru.
Yet in the end, in this, our end I simply possess picture of us
You & I when we first met and began my strongest love
A love I can solely dream to relive again
I will forever long for you, my first pair of Michael Jordans’