I loved her at the same time that I loved him.
And most people would say that there was no competition.
But her essence took me on a nonstop flight,
And her presence made my imagination reach new heights.
I was so intoxicated off of her
That I lost all knowledge of what Kush was for.
Yea, he made me laugh,
And he definitely made me cum.
But when it came to my mind,
She was in a league of one.
I tried to figure it out,
But the answer never came.
I questioned myself over and over again.
To be honest, I don’t think I ever really stopped to care
Because her vibe vibrated my being everywhere.
I truly did try to repent and turn away from the feelings.
But after all that praying and fasting,
I never did receive my healing.
God is not man; He can not lie.
But why would He let me wonder what that mouth was like?
Why would He synchronize and orchestrate our bond?
Why wouldn’t He just let her stay where she came from?
They say He had nothing to do with it,
But I beg to differ.
He aligned the moon and stars to illuminate her lips and flicker.
I wasn’t ready to let her go.
And in all truths, I’m still not.
It’s not a crime, only a sin—
No need to call the cops.
I never understood what she had over a Sir,
So I got with him while thinking about her.
Not that there was anything wrong with the guy—
He just couldn’t compete.
But God made her for a him,
And a him for me.