Tag: #girlfriend

Remember my girlfriend?
I told you ’bout her.
I started the story,
here’s what happened next:
A monster appeared and
devoured my girl.
‘Twas living inside her,
attacked from within.
I was getting lonely
and trapped in a cage.
This was a new city,
I didn’t know shit.
When feeling so hopeless
I found new escapes,
like cyber relationships
and some fake friends.
It all started slowly,
new music, hard drugs.
Maybe next is salsa,
car races, parkour…
That’s when I developed
a parallel life
where I was “El Jefe”
and I had no wife.
There were now two monsters
sharing the same bed.
A shit bomb exploded,
hurtful things were said.
My girlfriend is gone now.
Time to be alone.
Don’t think for a second
this story is done.

I once had a girlfriend,
I still love her so.
She’s talented, gorgeous,
she’s smart, and she’s fun,
her skin is amazing,
she cooks like a pro.
We dated long distance
For three years or so.
We texted and talked,
no FaceTime before.
Our love was the greatest,
huge dreams and much hope.
We moved here together
and called it our home.
She faced stormy weather
when trying to work.
We’re both educated
in Science and Arts,
but luck shines upon those
who hold a green card.
I did her a solid,
I took care of her,
but then I felt pressured,
things started to change.
Her magic was fading.
She was getting sick.
The symptoms included
becoming a bitch.
They call it “the black dog”
and sometimes “the blues”.
She lived in a nightmare
and now I was too.
I wanted to leave her,
I just felt like crap.
Who are you and where is
The Love Of My Life?
We’ve grown and made progress,
this was just a test.
The story continues,
stay tuned for the rest.