After listening to Mayda del Valle I wonder what I would say if I was writing this poem, so here it goes ( obviously don't expect me to be like her, i don't have her talent)
They were five of them, five that I loved inconditionally, five that I lost myself in, five that I experience the sweetness and freedom but also the pain
The first was the the puppy love,
where you're never sure of how things ought to be but you know you just love him.
It was innocent and deliciously comforting. I
thought we were meant to be together forever and ever,
See we had the same values, the same complicated surnames,
the same motherland, the same experience of hurt.
But as months passed by I got arrogant and wanted more, and that's where I found the second.
Always there for me, always soothing, words sweet as honey but his problem was he was a rotten fruit. He loved me until madness
Sweared he would kill himself, sweared he would kill meme if I left him and he nearly did
I was too young to understand at the time, but I was broken down until I finished on my knees
I stayed and fought, stayed and fought and stayed and fought sum more
Until my pride, my confidence, my everything laid down in the earth
until I understood he was gonna take my soul and that appetite, that appetite for life
The third was a pearl, I dived into him trying to find solace
I dived and lay down all of myself
He was caring and gentle, nothing to complain about
I took his first and showed the path
But something in me started to change, I became unhappy with life and I had to say sayonara
He did remain as a friend and I still apologize for being deceitful as I was
Fourth was summer love, he had the swagg and the confidence
I thought we were perfect and was ready for a long distance
We spent the summer in the beaches and under the covers
We were into each other and closed out from the world until summer ended
I wrote him but he never did, I still have no regrets as I recall our sweet summer loving
Fifth thought he was the shit, and he kind was
Five years older and with crazy dance moves
We matched up perfectly as if we were true soulmates
I loved him until I could not bear
He was there for me and loved me for who I was
Yet I let him go because he was too simple, not enough dreams and lack of ambition
From all I learn something, they helped me see clearly and finally they all changed me. I am who am because of them and I don;t have no regrets. Who will be the sixth?
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