Crutches

I had a crush on Matthew Freshmen year,

But so did every other girl in case you did hear.

Tall, collected, caramel complected, he didn’t like me back so I sat and reflected cuz my heart got rejected as I had suspected.

So I moved on quick to Alpha Dwayne,

My tummy got soft when I heard his name.

He was fierce, debonair, and his talk was mean,

And we shared a mouth moment on his washing machine.

Through my crush good friends we became,

And I kept my crushes Greek all the same.

I always had a crush on Alade,

We made so much sense,

But really—I shouldn’t be using the past tense.

He had me open with poem,

His eyes were my home,

I would answer his phone calls when my phone was on digital roam.

But I was mistaken because I think he was taken.

And if my heart had a scent it would have smelt like burnt bacon.

But then one night, I had a strange ass dream,

I was getting ready to marry Akeem.

He encapsulated me with symmetry and creativity and he was a unique entity.

A man that’s profound yet brief, with a beautiful mind and cute ass teeth.

But then one day when I was walking to class,

I saw Troy Hailey just a shaking that ass.

He had a country ass walk and a country ass talk.

All the girls would flock when he waved his dreadlocks.

Not to mention his good court game,

But then I looked to his left and forgot his name.

Because there stood this man, and I made sure he saw me,

After I introduced myself he said “my name is Giovanni”

Oh my god oh my god! This man is really god.

I liked him so much he sent my heart to the moon,

I wanted us to travel off in the sunset—a sunset in Cameroon.

Ghirardelli chocolate skin so special,

But then one day I stumbled upon a professional.

I went to a BSU meeting and I was glad I could go,

Because that’s when I first saw Dr. Pogue.

Yikes.

Then after a while I had no crushes,

Because Binghamton boys just stopped using brushes,

As I walk around campus and see all my crushes,

It reminds me of why my heart is on crutches.

BUT

I met somebody that I like a lot

Oh so fine, and always hot.

Takes care of me and makes me dinner

And always prefers me a little less thinner

Cherishes my soul and takes me for rides,

Feeds me, bathes me, and sticks by my side,

Understands me, loves me, and is always there to listen—

So for now, I’m gonna stick with my baby—Kristan.