I liked her energy
Simultaneously, we stuck together like twins who were Siamese
Her energy is addicting to me
She's a witch
I used her broom to sweep her off of her feet
Met her in the winter time
In this cold world
She gets hot for me anytime
I put my wood in her fireplace
The chocha was warmer than a furnace
Afterwards she expected more from me
Assured her that I would deliver in earnest
Made her a priority like FedEx
The last thing a man wants
Is a fed up woman who becomes his ex
But sometimes you have to let go of a bu*terfly
And if it was meant to be
It will come back, right
Relationships can be like a boomerang
For a season you have to do you
And let her do her thang
Fast forward to the next cycle which is spring time
Plenty of rain
Every rain drop reminds you of her tears when she was crying
Thunderstorms are catastrophic like all of the arguments
The lightening strikes when there is name calling
Meet a new one in the summer
And break up in the fall again
The single life hits hard like Dakota wind
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