Faces lit caused by post lights on the street,
One evening we were walking with two friends,
You were all talk and I was all listen,
Built a world I saw in my wildest dreams.
I looked up to you with my teeth in grit-
Never knowing that night we'll meet our ends;
Throwing me playful words I can't even-
Then you played with my feelings like live streams.
You came to her so I pleaded retreat,
I got one and you got one of two friends,
But to me, no equity was given,
As I stumbled my way out of the screams.
Same light, I swore myself not to be hit;
Same street, I picked myself from the defeat.
04/27/21
