When I was younger I used to dream,
of me and you growing old together...

All these scars, so many scars,
From him and how he hurt me...

When I am around you,
I forget about everything...

My mother always told me that a strong black women...
That most men did nothing but lied, and cheated in...

I lay in bed awaiting a phone call from you,
You usually would call me around that time...

My mind has visited a dark place,
Ever since you left me...