They say I'm naïve because I can't accept the truth
Fairy-Tale princess living in Fantasy land
I can't see things for what they are
Especially, when it comes to a man
Let's take my ex for instance
My whole relationship made no sense
I was with a person who called what we had a friendship
But the passion that came from those lips
Could never come from just a friend
What's in a name?
What we call each other doesn't mean a thing
As long as you know that I am only with you
That is all that should matter, he would say
So why was my heart shattered into pieces?
When I wanted to talk about growing with him
He got so touchy so emotional
Somehow trying to skip the subject
Hoping that I would soon forget
And move on to something new
They say I'm naïve because I couldn't see the red flag
Instead I would brag about this beautiful man that I had
But if it was so perfect why was I always sad and lonely
Complaining of not having the quality time that I needed
I pleaded with him to give me more than 24 days
Put more effort in showing me ways that he cares
Be there at my side when I needed him to be
Then maybe he would see the beauty inside of me
Instead he was scared
The more he felt his heart growing closer
The more he ran from my love
But I realized that he had insecurities that he couldn't let go of
That was then; this is now
I wasn't the one who hurt him
I am not the girl that he once knew
But it was hard for him to be true to his feelings
They say I'm naïve or did love make me blind
If happiness is what he was trying to find
Why won't he let me make him happy?
Maybe if we shared our dreams
Maybe if I took him around the world
Then, maybe he would see that I am the perfect girl
For him
And everything would be fine
He would see that I'm the one he needs
He would let go and love me
Trust me
Reality bites!
The more I moved forward
The more we grew distant
I was becoming more and more persistent
I wanted to give this friendship a new name
But I was changing the rules of the game
He stating in the beginning that he didn't want anything deep
He wanted to take this slow and not leap into another relationship
He says he was not ready
He had been there and done that already
I didn't listen to a word he said
Instead, I let the way he made love to me speak for itself
Love made like that could not be a lie
The kisses he gave taste too sweet
How could his caress be so gentle?
The whole situation had me in a mental state of confusion
The love I thought I had was just an illusion
I saw only what I wanted to see
I was blind to reality
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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