Dedicated to My Great White Buffalo
I poured Smucker’s Magic Shell over her heart
The syrup didn’t hang for dear life from the bottom of her heart to form a teardrop
The weekend should be longer, and it would’ve been longer if chocolate rain on Zonday
But we stuck with 7 like lowercase t’s because the syrup quickly hardened into a crispy shell
This could only mean one thing…
Yeah, well, she did stick her leg out when I crossed her path to make me fall in love
Who the hell uses ice cream toppings as a force field anyways?
Say love, I know your heart has been broken 30 times, but, but, while I’m on this ground I’m gone pick up the pieces.
I extended my arm. She reached out to grab my hand to pull me up, but I pulled her down. Ha! We solving this jigsaw together.
And just when you thought it was over, I pull a tank top from my left pocket and 2 sleeves from my right and say, “We gotta sew this thang. You think you’re the only one who has been deeply wounded? You didn’t think I put bandaids on balloons to kid around, did ya?”
We stood up the same. She took a knee to get to her feet. I took one too, but stayed on mines longer.
Kiss Peace 💋✌🏾️