You're supposed to love when it hurts
but when the grief begins to overshadow the love
and the misery changes from weekly
to every other day
you gotta let it go.
Because soon enough it'll consume you
and you'll go insane.
Your mental, emotional and physical health will deteriorate
until you're a walking corpse.
Better they just throw you in a casket and put you 6 ft under
Now you're an actual corpse.
And let me just say corpse or not, they won't care.
They stopped caring when
the hurt started overcompensating the love
the gifts started overcompensating the hurt
the sex started overcompensating the gifts
the words started overcompensating the sex
and the time lost started overcompensating the meaningless words.
Don't expect shit to go back to the way it was when you start fucking your best friend
because once that boundary is crossed,
there's no turning back
and Mary J Blige taught me that.
Because you're stuck thinking if y'all aren't lovers you'll still be best friends
You'll be lucky if y'all are even acquaintances after.
So make sure you have back up best friends
or just loyal friends period
because when your back is against the wall,
people who you would give an eye for won't even glance in your direction.
And your "fuck buddy"