Unbeknownst to me, my dad watching tv
shouting and screaming my eyes non deceiving
he cheers on for destruction in the street, destruction of those who refuse to retreat
on the tv I see nothing more than a parallel home, but with different skins of people grown.
Like a football game I can't understand his excitement and demand
I leave thinking about these people, so strong and brave in the face of danger
My neighbors my friends and my family all share the same skin, views and life
Little did I know these thoughts I had would set up me to meet a stranger
An adventure, a friend, a love, and someone who could have been my wife
My mind was becoming a man's

Five years later my mind did not waiver, I questioned norms and peoples views I'd savor
My mother and father grew distant, I was no longer an infant
One day she appeared, her hair so long and weird
Yet it was beautiful it went all the way down her back, there was nothing it lacked
Flowing brown a dawn, I couldn't sit down
I told her what I thought nothing held back I didn't know why, there was just something about her, something different in her eye.
So different from what I normally saw, she was rich, my own poverty egged on.
I could do nothing but stare.

She was shocked, no one ever told her about her hair, she worked hours on it only for no one to give a care.
Yet here I was my heart beating fast, I couldn't back down this couldn't be passed.
There was something different about her, more than her hair, she didn't quite fit in more than her wealth and stare
I sparked an interest little did I know, this is the person who'd with I'd grow
So I got to know her and who she was, I got to know her parents, sis and cus.
She had a massive family something I'd never seen, with people of all backgrounds and creeds
She never knew what it was like to be poor. I told her stories which only interested her more.
I never got close to anyone like her, her dad foreign and mother a smoker
They did not look like me

One year goes on and things are awkward but exciting. She'd never meet my father I'd warn her of his fighting.
She looked like the people I saw on tv, but a mix of them and me.
I wasn't quite sure what my father would see

Two years go strong, our differences continue, yet we only get more interested, there was always something new.
She'd celebrate odd holidays, things I never heard of, a day of light and more, I was falling in love
I could talk to her daily to tell my stories, hillbilly stuff she didn't understand that I did for glory.
She'd tell me of times she went out the country, I could never do that, I never had the money.
The one thing she loved is I'd always surprise her, there'd never be a dull moment with us
I'd always think of something she'd never consider, a new date with no funds for even a bus
Still, she was happy

Three years stretch and she begins to worry, things were beginning to look blurry
Our differences caught up, controversy struck
She'd worry what her dad or sister would think of my opinions, she'd find them interesting but she knew her father's dominion.
I refused to back down, my principals no doubt, she loved the nonsense I'd shout
We just wanted to live away somewhere we wouldn't have to worry about society
Somewhere we could hug and kiss and finally have liberty
No worries, no eggshells none of her grandpa's glare. The same eyes he gave her mother and father when they got together.
I couldn't believe my ears she was talking about when we get married I was aw struck even with fear.
I said yes

Dreaming about my future life I realized I'd someday have a wife
She chose me over her fears, I even felt tears
Now I had new stories to tell, of things we could do as we grow well.
Nonetheless her concerns were valid, her friends didn't take well to my out of norm opinions that were solid
Still choosing me they understood that there was something that they couldn't quite put
We could feel the struggle, it was clearly causing trouble.
We gained my sister's support, she hated my dad's narrow mind in a fort.
And yet she absolutely hated my speech, not quite understanding why anyone would take me to reach
It seemed there was no hiding from our strange entanglement, it seemed though that no one could make a dent
She'd promise me she'd stay strong.

Almost four years later and nothing could be greater
But soon it'd come to an end, my heart would rend
I'd question if my dad was right all along, she felt like she didn't belong, I was wronged
Back to my street with people like me, I realized they were the same, they all thought people should think a similar game.
She gave into pressure but there'd be someone new, if they are the same I said "there'd be someone like you"
Someone who questioned norms and more, and thought differences were more interesting than cruel.
Someday I'll find someone new, but for now I could appreciate the change I was due
My dad was wrong, and this brings the close to my story so strong
Love is more than happy endings, sometimes it's the ride it's the bendings
Love really is a roller coaster

I met a guy sometime around april 2019, he was very flirty literally every sentence that came out of his mouth was just flirtatious. I hated it and I loved it. We always talked and had a fun time together whether it was in his car or at his place. He used to come by and pick me up every night at 9 PM. But he was just another mime who would only show his actions but when it comes to talking they just leave (basically ghosted afterwards) in the end I had no conclusion no ending to that story it was all just a crime by stabbing someone in the heart. And I am here now writing an explanation to the poem about this guy and all his lies while drinking rosé's wine