"SWYH."
I think maybe I was lost in the concept of what I thought love was. And so maybe you figured I wasn't ready. Touché cause at the time I really wasn't. And that was heavy. You wasn't a burden, it was just the act of loving. Back then I've never loved before. Outside of family doors. You was the first girl that ever took me serious, And so maybe i was a little delirious & nervous. Dazed & confused. Every thought and every poem I've written from Last summer to now have been about you... And you're so far but I’d go the distance. Even my momma asks about you and why you went missing. I just tell her our connection was genuine, just had a couple differences. But how I'd love to have you back, & be stingy with your heart, and on that - extra emphasis. STINGY. WITH YOUR, HEART.