Mismatched Quarterback

He wanted her dew drop sweet candy center

He wanted her dew drop sweet candy center

cuz it was the mid of winter

and his bed needed her warmth

Fools play games with hearts

Inserting parts inside of parts

Invasion unplanned

She bit the bullet

Wouldn’t call it

what it was

she fell for the buzz

his name came with that bling

glittery things

club lights, champagne nights

maybe I’ll be bae

by Tuesday we gone see

where this takes me

“Give it to me girl

you’re wifey material”

He took a deep dive and left her head spinning

neither one of them winning

Cuz tomorrow morning

he’s ready to seek out his next boning

still walking this life alone