Haiku’s are funny

I’m oh so in like with you

Dammit I’m lonely

Back to story telling in poetry.

There was a time when we were all young, 

Didn’t care of what was being spoken through the tongue.

Screaming and shouting from the top of our lunges

As our sexual desires and wanting to grow up started to kick in.

I called you three days ago, no call back in sight.

I knew you were worried, but I didn’t want to feel as if we were in a fight.

Well, that didn’t happen. We argued back and forth

Yelled so loud the population can hear up north

Wanting to take this case to the court

Trying my best to get this baby to abort

But no. You didn’t allow it one bit.

I didn’t want a child, knowing damn well we weren’t ready.

We switched roles, I was worried and you wished we were steady

Now I’m thinking four months ago we never gave a shit.

My father up and left without a reason, and I didn’t want to do the same

As I’m willing to be the one with all the blame and shame

But no matter what outcomes are in store for us in the future

I don’t see shame giving my first son his name.

Lol, am I really coming back to this..

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1 2 3 4 I declare a thumb war

5 6 7 8 I use this hand to masturbate