My homage to Method Man and one of his genius creations “Break ups 2 Make ups“.
Emotions can run high after a breakup no matter how much love was there in the beginning. From time to time I imagine how my Ex might describe me.
I only seek her out during my times of solidariary. That’s when my mind drifts towards our memories. Reminiscening about her sweet smell and … her narrowing eyes. Those of you who don’t know her could never fathom how much they lie.
I only want her when her ‘favorite tune’ starts to play on the radio. She has so many of them despite her inability to sing on key and keep up with the tempo.
I only miss her when something is troubling me. For instance, I thought of her when a 18 wheeler truck cut me off while I was driving on University. It’s something about her essence that naturally evokes negativity.
I know she has left her mark on me. I wear it like a badge of horror. The only way I can rid myself of her is if I find a new borrower.