This I write to you my ex
D, you gave me your best
We were but kids
Yet you were more a man then
Than I’ve ever met
I guess that’s why I’m single
No one has been worth the mingle.
As I lie here in absolute pain
I remember how you’d cry if I did
You’d ask in earnest,
Kay, what can I do to help?
You’d give me leg rubs and full body massages
You were my only relief
You made the pain bearable.
When I couldn’t sleep
You’d give me warm baths, tea and whatever I’d need.
You held me tight.
You loved me right.
You were my drugs,
My opium.
You suffered at the hands of my meltdowns and overreactions
And never once did you walk away.
I packed your bags so many times and kicked you out the door. 😔
All it took was four words and you’d be right back at my door;
I need you D.
I love you D.
I am sorry D.
And sometimes just “D”
You, you my 1st love,
I appreciate you for loving me right.
You loved me perfectly,
In spite of our fights.
I pray I find a partner, who is half a man as you.
❤️
