2100
I've been trying to get you out...no matter how hard I try to scrub it's always remnants of the once was...it's always there a faded reminder to what happened here...it will never be the same I guess I'm to blame cause I let you roam free untamed...I didn't know any better cause I thought we had our sh!t together I thought we understood the do's and dont's to withstand any weather...you stayed for a while and got comfortable scoping the place out walls bare to do as you please to teach me what love and hurt was about...you brought love with you so I was cool cause I had it to give too abundantly overfilling my heart never empty "love hungry" your love soul food...opened every door leaving stained love walls marking what's yours not forgetting ceiling and floor...make me familiar to pain, make sure I won't love the same permanent etching on my heart LoveWays, you wrote "Rule 101 of the Savage Game: Play them all, only fake feelings involved and leave them Love Stained. Signed You."
Lesson learned.
