I can Walk from hereA Poem by Blank_fortunesa relationship that I built upon merely fondness and I didn't know how to or for that matter to start off as friends to develop a bond and discover who one another were.She was my ride literally.Since we were going to two different cities. Not even two separate states. She wanted to Sugarcoat it. I guess I call a Spade a Spade. Three Years of being faithful now you want to question me. Being a friend in front of your dad. Sneaking in and out your moms house. On your bed,on your floor, in your hallway,on her couch. Talking late nights on the phone till the battery went out. Just to see you bright and early for that morning ride and kiss. walking you to class holding hands what was all that about. Cause now Love got it's limits. Distance Time Trust It won't much left of me when you Volunteered to take the you away from Us. The Relationship won't be what I miss the most. The sex can always be replaced. Not just yours mines as well. Like I said before, I call a Spade a Spade. I thought there was a friendship. We broke like glass you should have spit in my face and said "I'm bored let's let the past be the past." Build as friends before relationships Thats what I needed to Learn. I got out that car on the highway and let my calf muscles burn. Thanks for the ride.
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4 Reviews Added on January 14, 2013 Last Updated on January 14, 2013 Tags: Break ups, separation, Love, Spade a Spade, Distance, Time, trust, thanks for the ride AuthorBlank_fortunesDurham, NCAboutOur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination. It is our light more than our darkness which scares us. We ask ourselves – who are we.. more..Writing
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