We were close like double dutch ropes
He had me climbing out of project windows...
Just so we could kiss & snuggle
I was 17 he was 21 yrs old
He - He was the first love Id ever known

He blew me kisses when the world threw me sticks & stones
He was a construction worker cause he fixed my broken home
He looked at me like I was someone other than just... GHETTO
He stroked my matted afro and called it BEAUTIFUL... YO
He-HE called me BEAUTIFUL... words I never heard before

It didn't matter that I was the complexion of charcoal
My household was well past dysfunctional
Out of hunger sometimes my belly would grumble
2 pair of panties is all that I owned ...my clothing was outdated & worn
The stove is what kept the household warm
Clothes washed in the sink and outdoors we would dry them

He prayed for me when I would bust out cryin
Tired of being depressed embarrassed & hard livin...
He said "Baby don't play the victim
Whisperin Love yourself within you are the master of you own circumstance

See it didn't matter to him that his friends questioned him
Him for having a GHETTO Living girlfriend
See he was popular by demand still it was me he chose
to hold hands and be the best of friends
He loved me without sexual activity
He touched me hands free Loved me spiritually & emotionally
And I just want to say even though we re not together today
THANK YOU FOR connecting me 2 me


KNYTE
Blessed by GOD ...Inspired by EVENTS