Tag Archives: love

Love You Too

Love
Why do you always have to play
Love games?
Pretending like all is okay
But I can’t ever have what I want
Lazy love
Always half-assing
It’s always something
Makes me want to break up with you
If only I could
I’d run the other way
Instead of wanting you to stay
I’d change my address
And my number too
I’d even give you a fake name
To keep me away
Far away from you
Then you’d never find me
Until you catch me off guard
Like you tend to do
When I least expect it
Or maybe I let you find me
Seems like I keep on falling
But always for the wrong type
Foxx knows my pain
So I let it burn
Usher no regrets
Someone always told me it’d be this way
You love someone
but aren’t reciprocated
They’re too busy
loving someone else
While you’re too caught up
Can’t see the one that has you on a pedestal
Losing is inevitable
Trying to play love’s game
Unfair advantages
Of Love’s blind ways

Copyright (c) 2011 Sheilah Martinez

Leighni’s Room

I thought he was my dream guy
I dropped the ball on this one
I knew I should have listened
Woman’s intuition is always right
Now I’m sitting here waiting
It’s hours past our reservations
Our anniversary ended
You forgot and I’m still waiting
Holding on to what we have
it’s three hours past midnight
I still don’t know where he’s been at
I’m really getting tired
Of this constant “stand me up” game

The guy I left for him
keeps calling when I’m lonely
It’s almost like he knows
You’re out and I’m home alone
You have a new message
Left a few you ignored my texts and
I gotta tell you im really getting tired
of this “stand me up” game
He leaves me a message
I’m getting kinda restless
I’d usually ignore it
But tonight I don’t give a shit

“fuck that ***** that you love so bad”
Now I’m really hoping that you’ll call me back
“fuck that ***** that you think you found and since you picked up”….
Yeah he knows your not around

he’s in town for the weekend
Why am I up I should be sleeping
He’s glad I answered he’s been thinking
We should talk
if id just listen
If im happy
why didnt his call go to voicemail again?
Where are you when I need you
We shouldn’t have these issues
You love me but I can’t get the time of day

Its four hours past midnight
I still don’t know where you’ve been at
Seems like we keep heading towards a dead end
The guy I left for you
Hates that I love you
And Hates it more
that i allow this pain
He never thought he’d see the day
He’d be the one making excuses
Not for you he just can’t stand
To see my heart break
His voice sounds kinda tipsy
I know he’s been drinking
Says it’s me who he’s been missing
Could have gone home to one of his b*tches
But first he Thought he’d holla
he bet his last dollar
That I’d be sleeping alone again.

Copyright (c) 2011 Sheilah Martinez

Got Dam.

Got dam
How did I get here
Once again
Trying so hard
To replace
To recreate and trace
I failed to appreciate
What was before me
Maybe?
And maybe
it was your fault too
Because while I was busy recreating
You were caught up in missing her…
Love square
When we should have been one love                                                                                                                                                                                           Always busy
loving someone else
Love fail
Why?
Why does It play hard to get.
I like it better when it plays hide n seek                                                                                                                                                                                             Can’t miss what I don’t see
But dam it hurts…
to not have what I thought was meant to be
And now the funny things is…
Dam you ready for this?
Punch line: I don’t even remember who was there before you and we
Epiphany
Dam it hit me
Shit made me lose my breath
Scrunched up face
What the fuck
How did we get here
We found each other
yet again
Luck?
Same feelings like before
As if you never left
We aren’t supposed to test fate
No more love games
I’m playing for keeps
No quitting
No forfeits
I’m in it to win
Won’t settle for anything less.

Copyright (c) 2011 Sheilah Martinez