Bitter-sweet

She had a taste of whats real, so she aint never goin' back/More than a super drug and more addicting than crack.

She knew it was right, the way his words made her feel/He asked with his eyes more than his lips, Promising that every bit of him was real.

Strengthening her thoughts with the opposite of his/Hours of intimate conversations. She thought, "damn..this has to be what love is"

But as the two grew deeper, her worst fears started to manifest/more than an emotional pain, she started to feel it in her chest

The worst she ever felt, called it the EMP of regret/it was what she always dreaded, something she wish she never met

But somewhere along the line she found the beauty in it all/first cryin', now laughin', and stairin' at the world from a wall

Her escape for life could be found in her blunt ashes/ or maybe in the tears rollin' off her eye lashes

So as fast as her hope died, at the same speed she gained knowledge/some think its sad, but bitter-sweet is what she calls it

-Barbodi