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 © 2014 by Noble Profound