For 18 years I hated love
No one would dear look at me
Or even trust me, maybe it was
The fact that I was ugly
Brown skinned midget with J.Lo's ass
Friendly, kind, and funny and I still had class
For 18 years I hated love
All that time I couldn't trust her
She carried the same estrogen as my mother
So I couldn't even look her in the face
And tell her I loved her
Man, 18 crazy years
Let's go to my freshman year
That's when my identity started to appear
Actually I started my sophomore year
When I actually met her
She actually addressed me the day
She started roasting my hair
She told everyone in class she had
A crush on me and loved to stare
The look on her face, I knew she wished we
Were a pair
I had nothing to waste; all I had was time to spare
Next thing I know she's making love
To my associates
Cupid misfired, that was mad inappropriate
For 18 years I hated love
On year 18 I met her she was
Half Costa Rican black
It was long distance, I must have be desperate
Or close to being wack
If I do remember, she was supposed
To come see me in December
Another broken promise and I started
To fall for another contender
Light skinned light brown eyes
Man, what a defender
I wish I would have left her
Before she left me
Then I went back to her
The half breed Costa Rican black
I must have been crazy, why did I even go back
6 months down the line
She cheated on me for some other cat
For 20 years I hated love
Then I met her
She was Puerto Rican; she wasn't even what I was seeking
She was infatuated with me
And I pitied her innocence
What made her loose her belief in me?
But she left me for her ex, who cheated on her repeatedly
And she called me daily
I picked up the phone every time foolishly
For 20 years I hated love
Then I met her, curly hair brown skinned complexion
Half breed black and Indian, my friend sister
Damn, I loved to kiss her
From time to time I do miss her...curly locks
Then she grew tired of me
And moved on to the next, was I vex
A little but mostly disappointed
For 21 years I hated love
Then I met her
Half breed black and Asian
She was graceful her presence as a
Wonder occasion
She ran up on my heart quickly, something like an invasion
As quick as she appeared was as quick
As she disappeared
She came and went every other month
Her intention were no longer clear
Where do I find these women?
Another broken heart each year
For 21 years I hated love
But then I met her
I didn't mention her earlier because she
Wasn't important until now
The first girl I ever fell for
And 21 years later I grew the balls to tell her
Even though she was from a greater distance
My love for her was always consistent
And when she returned it, within that instance
She took over my existence
I was a go getter, better yet I was persistent
40 roses and a different note attached to each one
For your birthday
How could any girl be a resistant?
I gave her everything, my heart and
Every possible song I could sing
I loved her and in the end I lost her
For 23 years I hated love
