Too Good.
Too Good.

Too Good.





Babe, we need to talk
Shoot,
I mean a person walk.

Not marriage
It’s easy to bye you
Thank God I had no baby to surround you
Thank God I didn’t allow sex to wind you
Thank God I ain’t lose myself to wow you
Never transferred mind
Letting go is easy
Holding on was a grind
Whole before,
Whole without you
I have impenetrable joy outside you
Didn’t dictate my world
I’d be lost if I fought you
Our season was fun
Aged
Value,
Emotional safety gun

Love with no regret;
Let go without a debt!






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