Dear Queen,

You’re are more beautiful than you will ever know.

For this reason, my wonder grows.

Why do you put yourself through such misery?

You can do so much better, trust me.

His money,

His cars,

His house,

His so-called job

Is not making you happy, cuz all you do is sob

About how no good that stupid joke is,

But when that bread come in you seem to forget.

How he called you a B****, and low down hoe.

How he snatched your weave and said your hair never grows.

How he said you’re no good, and that he’s doin you a favor.

How when you told him you were pregnant and he completely denied the baby.

Listen,

His love,

Compassion,

Heart,

and laughter

Should be the foundation of your passion,

To love, cherish, hold and give

In the relationship you’ve wanted since you were a kid.

Stop selling yourself short.

Because not all men are dogs.

And if all you seem to attract are dogs,

Show them fools that they ain’t gotta chance until they change their call.

It’s not being stubborn,

Or playing hard to get.

it’s called having standards,

And not giving in to what you can get,

At the moment.

You have a long life to live.

And along that road, I bet there is a REAL MAN

With a whole lotta love to give :)