I wouldn’t let my family stop me from dating my highscool sweetheart. I saw him anyway and I cared about him. I liked him and now guess what I miss him. I miss his bird chest bad! But you had to feel his skin super soft! My family hated me and him. Me for dating someone of another color. But if there’s one thing I know my family doesn’t like white men isn’t it ironic. So why we’re they so mad at me? He made me feel good but I don’t say in what ways. I jut hope he knows I cared about him. It’s kinda special when you have that you know. Someone who cares about you.
Tied up and twisted is the way he’d like me to be but I’m 4 U and he’s 4 me.