A Musicians Love Story
i hate the way his eyes close
because he gets these little wrinkles by his eyes
i hate the way he always knows what i'm thinking
when i say i don’t care
and he knows i’m lying
but he still nags me for the truth
i hate the way he always played the mind games when we first met
i hate the way i keep using the word hate when i know i could never hate him
waking up to your hazel eyes
and his sleepy smile
with his dimples
so wide that even the grand canyon would be jealous
i hate when i’m trying to be serious and you make these silly little jokes
and none of them are ever funny
but i can’t help but laugh because of your proud facial expression
like you made Jesus laugh or something
i hate the way your possessive tendencies come out when i talk to the mailman
when i tell you that you are worse than a dog
then your dimples creep in slowly like a child at christmas eve
and you open your smart mouth and say that's because i'm loyal
but most of all i hate the way we fuss
i still remember that night
you were on the phone
and you said i love you
you are my princess
yep you are my only princess
you gave her your cute laugh
the one that's reserved only for me
that's when i knew fairytales weren't real
i ran down stairs and said i knew it
you never deserved me
good things don’t come true
that night it felt like i was rolling in the deep
i set fire to rain
i thought you belonged to me
i gave you all of me
i know we are ordinary people and we make mistakes but i couldn’t find it in my heart
to forgive you
so that night
i found myself in marvin's room
and when i pulled my covers up
i heard the phone ring
and it kept ringing and ringing and ringing
and when i finally got the courage to say hello
you cut me off
you wanted to know why i was mad
i am always a hothead so i said ask yo lil princess
the phone went dead
i just knew i won the argument
then i heard a knock on the door
it was yo ass
i hope you didn’t think i was going to let you in
and i didn’t care if it was raining either
i tried to slam the door but you being a idiot caught the door with your foot
and then side stepped your way in
with a smug smile
you said you know you are sexy when you are jealous
you pulled out a picture of a little girl
on the back it said my little princess
i felt guilty but no way i was going to admit to it
but you being you didn’t pressure me
the rain became loud
but not a loud as the sound of forgiveness that was in the room
so somehow instead of kissing in the rain we found ourselves lying down on the kitchen floor
because kissing in the rain is white people shit
because this is an urban love story
without the cussing drugs guns and cheating
and the shit we do is so dirty that you can’t help but to flush down the toilet
so you won’t never have to tell nobody
every light was turned off, in every room off off but i kept you on and instead of you being like a
17 year old boy waiting to get off you just kept looking at me
i tried to look away but i couldn’t ….you just kept looking at me with so much intensity
our heart beats was making its own rhythm
and you start humming i said what are you singing
you said
Out of all of the girls(john legend you and i)
You're my one and only girl
Ain't nobody in the world tonight
All of the stars you make them shine like they were ours
Ain't nobody in the world but you and I
You and I
will always love you
i remember everything about him
even tho i haven’t met him yet
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