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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Relationship · #1356751
spending time with a friend that spoke with a different voice
"Hey… Did you miss me?"
"Yeah, Boo… How was your day?"
"I gotta make this quick.  He's supposed to come home soon.  You know…."
"I know, Boo.  I know.  How was your day?"
"It was cool.  I miss you though.  When can I see you?"
"When can I see you...?  That's up to you.  What can you arrange?"
"Tomorrow… he's… well, he's going out of town… I don't have to be home.  He's taking the kids… But he'll have the car."
"Alright, Boo… tomorrow.  What time should I pick you up?"
"I'll call you… As soon as he leaves, I'll call you.  I love you."
"I love you…. Does he work tonight?"
"I don't know.  I'll call you back if he does…"
"Night…"
"Night…"


Yeah, we met in a chat room,

You asked me to wait.  I waited.

We chatted online for awhile.

And then I called you.

The phone calls became a nightly thing.

He worked the late night shift so

Midnight Love got us started.

We talked until it was close to daylight.

But after a while I started

Sneaking out, making excuses

Just to see you smile.

I knew it was wrong,

And I couldn't stop.

I felt too good when I was with you.

There's something about the way you

Kiss me, hug me, touch me…

And it isn't a sexual thing.

But the sex, oh, the sex…

I don't even have to tell you

How you made my legs tremble…

And somehow you convinced me

To surpass all of the boundaries

That I once had set,

Without ever saying a word.

I remember I was in the car

Waiting in a drive thru.

I was with him… not you…

Usher came on the radio.

He was telling me how bad I had it…

And after all this time

It made sense.

I realized why his beating my ass

Did not keep me from seeing you.

With all of the phone calls

And secret meetings

I realized that I could never

Love the man I was with.

It was time to start a life of my own.

I thought about it

And I talked about it,

But you didn't believe in me.

It happened.  I left.

And you didn't want me.

Not anymore.

This is when I realized that

You spoke with sex when I

Was speaking with my heart.

You wanted me because you

Couldn't have me.

And when you could have me

I lost my shine in your eyes.
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