The Broken MF

he looks at her everyday, every chance he gets

he only sees her face among the crowd of heads

he wants to tell her but he couldn't find the strength

every time he goes there he loses his breath

he comes back, upset, nervous with sweat

his head in his hands and he always regrets

oh the things he'd do for his love

but only if he could say those words

all started with the little texts she sent

three in the night yet there talk won't end

two complete strangers, bonded so well

the first time they met, is when the guy fell

she was walking towards him, when he felt the vibe

it was then he realized, love at first sight

the shit that he felt it was hard to describe

somehow he said Hi, and he earned a smile

all day long he kept staring at her

the way she dressed up is the type that he admired

man her hair was so fucking fine

bet her lips tasted like Riesling wine

he made a fool out of himself, trying to talk to her

he wanted to say but there was nothing he could utter

every word he managed, included a little stutter

she must have wondered what's the matter with this fucker

this fucker's in love with you, but he'll never say

he'll pretend to be alright, like McConaughey

there was one time, she showed up surprisingly

and then he was lost for words, yet again

he messed up twice, for that he apologizes

now he was tired, of just sitting in the silence

he's a dumbass, he realized that

i'm asking her out, he decided

and so he did and it all went well

the more time he spent, the harder he fell

and they talked a lot, he didn't want it to stop

played her favourite songs when he dropped her off

went home, smiled big, stayed up all night

thinking about her, it all felt so right

he was in love with her, he has to let her know

time passes faster when u want it to go slow

he finally made up his mind, a few weeks later

he picked up his phone, and decided to text her

one tick turned to two, and two turned to blue

when it showed typing, panic in his heart ensued

and the phone buzzed, it was a notification

he opened it up, subconsciousness full of tension

the text was long, but one word said it all

one word to put him in the friendzone

he was broken, but it was not the first time

rejection is something he's been dealing all his life

and even after all that, he has still survived

you know why, cause he's writing this rhyme

in case you haven't guessed, that guy is me

this rap ain't fiction, it's my own story

the latest one in my failed love collection

i'm just a dude who craves for some affection

i crave and crave, and all I taste is failure

to cope with failure, i take a pen and a paper

and waste all the time, writing all the rhymes

for a girl who wouldn't even care about these lines

but hey then, that's just my life

i get my heart broken every time that i try

and now i think, is it worth even trying

the thing y'all call love, is it ever happening?

maybe it will, i just gotta keep moving on

don't look back, every day's a new dawn

I'm still young, ain't gonna give up on love

cause i believe somewhere out there waiting is the one

and it ain't long, until our paths cross

or what if it's already done but she doesn't know

cause I know that I have already met the one

she's the subject of this song and she's everything that I want

but she doesn't seem to think the same

she'll be happy, as she's going away

and if she's happy, then I'm happy

that's all I wanted to say

this rap wasn't made for entertainment nor money

neither was this some shakespeare level poetry

this was just what i felt, written down on paper

and one thing, I do really love her.