Afro kisses and drumsticks

Baby when I use to love you
There was nothing that I wouldn't do
I went through the fire for you
I remember I played the fool

There was something about a brother man I couldn't understand
No matter his hue you could smell the coco butter and shea butter mix even when it was his mama using it
I had to train my eyes not to look and touch
Like a new born
He became my new porn addiction
I wonder if he brushes against my skin
Will he remember as much as I do?
If he ask me to bend do I play like my body is a broom
And if I bend for him I'll break
Instead I'll stand up straight
His ears too small for his face
He could not hear me say
Am I black enough for your taste?
His disgust and curiosity blended taste
I ate
His side conversations and ambitions
Tried to get every Good female to mention his name
Ushered them into his arms
Into his charm
He never noticed a thing
Like when I stop wearing the steel ring
The symbol of him supporting my dreams
A team
We were supposed to be a team
Instead I held the pom poms and kissed away our dreams
Drumsticks I'll probably always replace them
Because like the first time we met
When you hate to listen for long periods of time
And you would beat in time to expose the anger inside
You said to me
Your smart sometimes
I believe you now
I see how dumb I can be
Like the time you ask me not to touch your hair
But I refused until you talk to me
Georgia was bothering you
We couldn't remember half the friends we met that summer
And when we went back to school the drums over my drama was normal and I was back to pretending like you weren't amazing too
Do you still wear that mask for your best friend?
The one where you pretend like you don't catch feelings
It never fit well
I was hoping it never fits again.