In the beginning it's..........
Like that summertime shine
Beautiful like fireflies making love
to the night
Watching butterflies take flight
Encouraged by the sight,
of your Like I mean loveeeee.......
But damn that feelings soooo nice!
Everything feels right.
even when things seem left.
Wrong, your love's strengths....
shit, seasoned with love it
taste the best, Every inch of
every piece every crumb a different
And when love is between
Time is shackled as they
speak, batteries must grow weak
to influence love to fall asleep
You see now towards the middle....
That summertime lost half
it's shine, that bright gets
overwhelming inducing wishes
Them fireflies done lost there
light equipped now with buzzing
sounds and like to sit, you tolerate
it for a while then shoo away once
you endure that itch
And them butterflies still swing by
They make you sick, everything just
seems to flip
building Indecisive stomachs
Today seems spoiled. while yesterday
it all was rich...
Now, not enough to make you
but that taste just seems
You know, when you get them burps
and you taste the food in your spit.
And you know your disgusted but
say fuck it and swallow it
Now your love went from....
Feeling sooo nice! , To yeaaaa... we
And everything isn't so right.
now things just seem alllright.
All wrong, depending on the
type of night and wether your
over y'all last fight
Shit!. Thats the only time
You witness that beginners
Everything still warm like the
Breeze on summer nights
Everything looks good.....
Like..... Like 9/11 before the flight
And.... And I dont mean any harm....
I'm.... I'm just trying to explain this
And.... And forgive me if I'm wrong
but around this time love isn't always
Like... Like now when y'all talk
the convo is interrupted by Dial
See, she's never introduced you
to tone but Had to vent to him
on occasion, because now conversation
to you seems a little less amazing
Now the only thing shackled
is your voice via your lips,
That new low tolerance for
her encouraged you to build
a silent zip
You see now at the end
Them trees done lost all
And That shine is still there
it's just accompanied with a
Them fireflies turned horse flies
Are looking more like dragon
flies, now your fly swater is
in hand cause they tend to sting
when they stop by
Them Butterflies are still there....
but not alive......
and mentally you fight
to lose em but the thought of that
might moist your eyes
And you pray things get better but
your the only one who wants them
to survive, so it eats you alive keeping
that love dead inside
now that allllright feeling is
substituted with all wrong
Your fighting with yourself on
why you held on for so long
Man........ That shit ain't going on...
if your the one who wanted out she
ain't trying to hear that song
Now everytime y'all speak...
It's arguments till four in the
morning, one trying figure things
out the other tyrna postpone this
until the morning
Wouldn't be what it is without
risks, so next time your love
Do me a favor and reread this
Love in reverse
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