Her Name Is "Love"
Sneaky ass hoe
She got me again
I don’t care what nobody say, everybody wanna be her friend
I’ve introduced myself to her before on numerous occasions
And every damn time In reply I got back this overly enthused “hey” but yet phony as HELL
I should of known then that this wouldn’t turn out well.
We cool for a while. Everything is all good. We even the best of friends and I even trust her to guard my prized possession..
My heart
But that task proved to be impossible for her backstabbing ass….
She uses me
Gets me all hyped up
Slowly but surely she starts pulling away
I grabbed her wrist and beg her “please stay!”
She looks down and laughs cold heartedly
Looks back up n takes my gaze
Love is her name and it’s the games she play
She looks in my eyes and says, “Girl u so dumb.
U ignore all the warnings
Yet you’re still yearning
Love can’t be given out I have to be earned
Naivity is the downfall of your relationships
You SEARCH but don’t SEE.
You trust and you BELIEVE
You GIVE so much but yet you fail to RECEIVE
your heart is crying…
Longing to be accepted by me.
Then you ask yourself “Why me?”
You have this illusion
A dream
This perception
A fairytale that fucks u over harder than his erection
What you thought was me was actually infatuation
I got you good!
Open your eyes
Don’t look for me let me find you
Face it honey
I’m not fun when there’s only one
I hate to break it to you like this
But what you look for in me doesn’t even exist.”
I break away as she walked away
Aye!
Set your standards
And you better guard your heart!
Cuz love and infatuation out here tag teaming playing Queen of Hearts
Fuck love she aint shit
I can’t stand her ass
Damn her…
love and the games she play..
She has a twin named “Infatuation”
Mistaken as “Love” on numerous occasions
She wants to be her so bad
She tricks you into believing that it’s really her
Infatuation is jealous of love because she’s “real”.
Infatuation is a mere illusion
A replication of what you want your relationship to be.
But what infatuation fails to realize is her twin is just as fake as she.
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