Bron Dayvid

Rookie - 0 Points (March 3 1993 / Cleveland, Ohio)

How A Poet Loves Part 6 (The Memory) - Poem by Bron Dayvid

As a man am I allowed to cry
Lost the love of my life… god am I allowed to die
Why was I so stupid
Why was I so foolish
I regret everything I did
But never forget anything we did
Reminiscing your sweet kissing
X rated things we did in the kitchen
I use to always hit you spot
And now your love I’m missing
The memory of us is forever my favorite memory
Our relationship up and down like and elevator
But we took it slow one step at a time and escalated us
To the height of real love
You were my only real love
And now I question love
But never questioned us
I Confused love and lust
I lied when you trust…
And now it’s killing me
Our love is …just a Memory

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 11, 2010



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