The present has came to past, to bad we didn't listen to Keith Sweat and make it last, although we loved one another, it seemed odd calling you my lover, we were on tha low, cuz we didn't want anyone to know, about what we had, damn I feel bad, holding a secret that'z not even private, if we played like we didn't like each other, you think they'll but it? I doubt it, cuz I feel like they all knew about it, but kept their mouths sealed, dey knew it wouldn't last, they knew it wazn't real, we still conversate on the phone, but my hormones have a mind of there on, I feen for your love, and I'm addicted to your voice, when we're together, I want you to talk 'till your horse.......
