Friends First

Divorce, Separation, Relationship, Argument, Conflict

Momma said 

“You should be able to look at your partner across the most crowded room and 

Simply know from his look that he got you”

Momma was right but 

hindsight is clearer than foresight 

I got his front back and sides

Because I am a lover

Because I don’t front about me and mine

But he’s undercover 

A foe dressed as a friend

I’m so tired of playing pretend and

I’m so tired of cold nights under covers next to

him looking

Still looking for a friend

I find myself mending a friendship that never was because 

I’m still in that crowded room

Still searching for “us “…..

Sister Girl

sister girl

sister girl

she and I

talked, laughed, cried and I

swore a thousand times that she was my

friend

sister girl

her talk

it was deep

and it was cheap

faced with 2, 3 faces

which was hers

sister girl

her jealous eyes

her critical lips

her hips resented my hips’ width

she exchanged her gifts for an infatuation with mine

sister girl

she hates me

but still I love

I love

her jealous eyes

her critical lips

her resentment

they tell me I’m doin’ good

Too

Damn

Good