Her Worth

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This is a poem I wrote bout the dangers of an \"open relationship\" it was created to illustrate the rollercoaster of emotions you are probable to experience when taking this path.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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Mr O Hare. I mean, I missed the whole us, you know, like, well, maybe I was some type of lesson for her to learn how not to let a guy do whatever the **** he wants. So how to say what you mean and mean what you say cut a guy off when his actions today don't match to lose that he told you yesterday about, you know, the first time I met this girl like I thought she was a mean guard is ready to explode on the next guy that crossed her path. When I walked over and said hello, she looked up at me with Prettiest advising. She she smiled with the war, Mr Smiles and she said in the sweetest of voices From then on, my life was just blessed with a girl who knew what worth a girl who had no problem putting me first. I mean, I think back to that night she laid upon my chest and she told me I was perfect for you know what? I did a smile, a smile because I knew she wasn't wrong. And then I started spewing my over the rehearsed speech about how I just got out of a relationship and I just want to be single right now. A couple months later, she told me about a guy that she met right, because that's the type of relationship we had. No way. We were open with each other. Well, she was open with me. I only other and spent my time chasing dead ends running in a direction now but inevitably land me in a sea of my own misery. But I could never tell her that. All I knew was there was some jerk out there doing all the things for her that I should have been doing from jump end of the semester comes around. She's acting really distant, and I don't even notice because I'm too busy chasing after one of my dad, and next thing I know, she's goes to my calls. I'm away, but I keep calling. You know, I had the girl of my dreams in my arms. She told me I was the guy of her dreams, and I told I wasn't ready to this day. I think about that moment questioning the intelligence of a decision that was made that night. Keep trying to tell myself that it was just bad timing. And one day my time will come to rekindle what once was had. So, you know, I can't even follow her on Instagram, bro. Like every time I see a picture of pop up, I get the butterflies in my stomach. I start getting there is I want a tax there, like Manimal Villas in my mind. She posted a picture on our birthday April 11th but I think that pitcher gave a little too much for 11 It wasn't a selfie who took that picture. I hope he's treating all right. I hope he makes her happy.