A Ex Story

A Ex Story
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love1

This is the night after, you throwing up sex passion on my sheets after a heavy pound storm.
The sex is still wet as the paint I fainted in multiples listening to that last moan, and how I wanted to not let go, and hold on to it. Because it was the sweet 16 I never had the chance to experience, and you gave me this rush, that I don’t want to flush. And all the fingertips that are left behind on my butt “Fuck:”! 2

Why you had to be married to her? Why is fate playing this game with my emotions beyond the ponds of sex? The texts I left on your phone don’t make you brainstorm what we have enough. And when I opened my legs to you, I let you feel my sticky glue? Did you not get the clue that every position I let you abuse my cat it was an honest sworn to the truth of me, and how I promised to feed you the taste of sex, only if you didn’t mind sleeping in the arms of my pussy lips forever. I thought this was passion on a two way street? I thought I was that seductive package, that your little wifely was lacking. Do you remember the way you cried when you where fucking me kissing my ankles? All those lust lies they still hunt my weak side for you, like your casket of bullshit is buried in my heart. I gave you everything all I wanted is to be your world, but silly me I didn’t know the difference between love and a good home made fuck.3

But karma is my plan; I wonder does she know the old van she feels such pride cruising in that I drove while you were eating the lining out of my pussy? Does she know all the times you crushed simply sleep in her tea with a swig of my pee? All those times I gave you yellow rain and massaging your thinking brain the one that doesn’t have license to hang? What happen to you being so jealous due to all the things my friends told you and you made my new boyfriend sleep on the couch why you fuck me to R. Kelly Etcetera? What happen to I can’t leave you here with him don’t play with you have I been sexing him? Remember the night you found the letter addressed on the way to his address you opened it up and read it and packed up and left me in my guilt? I thought I lost you but instead you start dogging me out leaving me up late just leading me on. Remember your friend was getting closer than close to me and because I loved you so much I stayed sweet. 4

Remember when you said this time we are going to do it right and you tattooed my name on your back and I went scar my butt like a damn fool? Remember when I and my best friend were there to save your life? Remember the bitch came up to the barbershop you own after we just got through fucking in the elevator flashing a ring saying she is soon to be your wife and me and my friend both burst in to laughter. Remember when I broke all the rules and finally fucked your child hood friend and was passing bye you in his Cadillac, remember when I finally thought I found love with my soon to be husband Richard here your ass go looking all fucken lost! Remember you had the nerve to approach him and tell him you are hurt that I am on my way down the isle to a man that isn’t worthy enough for me and if by begging chance he can do the job right to love me and be a better man. 5

Soon as I got raped I give it to you my love you took off and was at my side before my husband was, when I finally saw I was blessed with a ass whole here you are again at my moms door while I am telling her momma please say I am not here. Remember you said you know I am meant for you because out of all your relationships you can’t get rid of that picture having your sister call me begging me please just stick by your side. Remember you just went bought a new home and its funny because when my grandfather died I was in total hurt painfully grieving couldn’t connect with my new guy because I lost life when I saw the only man I loved to the complete soul of me die before my eyes. You had a key chain that said K representing for Keke
In front of your own wife’s brother your brother in law and my friend asking me on your knees “Please move in with me” 6

Its funny how fate plays with paths because the tables turned and it was me now who had the pleasures of dogging you out, I wonder how it felt popping up at my mothers’ house just to know I wasn’t there. I wonder how it felt to see the young ass you thought you had in training was no longer there. When I was 18 and you were 24 you wanted to be a ghetto hood super star and leave me emotionally fucked and scared.
I was now 22 and you were 28 getting close to age well now I don’t want you because you’re gifts, your money, your stroking, and your sincerities they no longer get to me. Just bits and pieces of parts of me and an ex story.7


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