Takes...pt. 1

She takes...
My breath...away
And I be like: "Damn! Can 'I' breathe today?"

Within these lungs
Is the air "I" breathe
But she just takes, takes, takes...
With such an ease...

Never saying, "May I?"
Or
"How do you feel?"
My reality is a fallacy
So she can't be real.

But there she lies
On "her" half of [my] bed
"I'm so cold baby,"
So I shiver instead.

And let's not even talk
About gettin' some a'ight
Only time that's happening
Is when her purse is just right [with my money!].

So why do I put up
When she's not even putting out
The air is too dense
I can't even shout.

I don't know why, but I can't leave
I'm in love [I guess...], so I just give to appease.

Cus' in Love's election,
I placed my ballot for "Erection"
And now everything she says I believe.

"Can I just have?"
"Ooh! There goes the shoes I always wanted!"
Boy! I swear my life is a house
And she is the reason it's haunted.

I still fall for her though [shit!]
Even though I know she's false
I don't even know why...am I still alive?
Somebody please check my pulse.

Is this the norm?
Feel my head...am I warm?
I thought love completed you
Not leave one in a voidless form.

But that's all I have to say
At least for now
I need to get out of this...
Someone please tell me how.

(Thank you for reading this. There will be a pt. 2 coming out soon. So stay tuned and any and all feedback is greatly appreciated, whether you like this or not. ttyl. Have a great day...and thanks again!)