Fake Love,
Why I called it fake, because I haven’t felt your heart…
You haven’t shown me any concern,
You’re talking to people that don’t know me when you should be getting to know me…
I wasn’t greeted with an introduction,
You’re getting to know me through stories, how can that be love…
With no flirting, no engagement…
I get turned off if your just gawking…
Have you asked how my day has been, what issues I’m battling…
Yet, you’re concerned with unrequited love over poems…
For someone who don’t give a fuck,
This should be your move to steal a heart that’s been neglected…
Showing me how love should be…
Girl, you’re gifted…
You can make love to me in ways I’ve never got, so what else you want me to say…
Do you know if I ate or my last thoughts before sleeping…
You too busy judging an illusion something to keep my ink penning between secret missions…
You could be a muse I’m missing…
What moment are you waiting for, when the fact is I’m focused on so much more…
Love is no matter what the outcome, you make your move…
You have to start from somewhere… I hope it’s soon…
Don’t worry about old feelings or who you think I’m digging… I’m single…
I’m not in love with no one…but myself…
If you want something it will never happen if you don’t make the move…
Snatch this jewel for yourself…
Freestyle… I hope she gets it soon…
Send her that message nosey… 😄
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