Tatted
You were already tatted on me, my heart and brain
On the verge of being on my skin, so you can imagine the pain
And my surprise
When the thought of you doing me wrong, brought millions of tears to my eyes
Sad part I still love you
Still call ya my baby
Still got ya back
Still want our matching tats
When I think of us I think of the times we had sex
The times we made love
The times we argued
The times we just talked while hugged up
Had two men prior to want or got me tatted on them
Thought about one but the first I even carried his son
Don’t know what is bout a tat
But to see my name on his neck had me wet
In more than the sexual way
I was a juvie and he was a vet
Cried because I felt how much he loved me
Cried cause he was willing to let the world see
He was mines and I was his
The devotion is what contributed to the act of me holding the second one of his kids
Then the jail house promises I got from the next one had me wondering
If he really wanted me for me or just someone to keep him company
Then the stories starting reaching me
Blinded by the pain and the rage of him playing me
Happy I didn’t get that tat on my back
Sad cause he have a daughter the same age as mine should have been
And I try to distance myself but she pulled me back in
Closer to her then his first born
Then back to the last one who I feel bout to be gone
He asked me when I’ll get him tatted on me
I asked when he’ll get me tatted on him
He asked first so I told him when I finish putting in about 9monthes of work
But it gotta result in a boy in order to get the art work
He said when we married we get matching ones on our finger
That way we can never say we don’t remember
But that work gotta go on my chest
I told him I’ll do the inner thigh cause I gotta be professional
So it’s something bout tats that make me ponder
Do u really love me cause I’m embedded in ya skin
Or is it better I’m not there and on ya heart instead
I saw it’s better when I’m there and in ya head
When I make you smile from just the thought of my smile
Not what’s down in between my legs
Numerous relationships between the first and now
And only those three would I be willing to get tatted bout
Call me stupid
Call me insane
Put I’m from the city where tattoos
Are pretty famous
So when I’m able to make up my mind
I’m getting my tattoo right on the bottom of my spine
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