When winter comes in summer, when there's no more forever. Yeah, that's when I'll stop loving you. I'm sure you heard these words before, and you know it's hard for you to trust them once more. You afraid it all might end, and a broken heart is scared of breaking again. But you've gotta believe me, I'll never leave you. You'll never cry, long as I am there. And I will always be there. You will never be without love.
The burden gets heavier and heavier through each song. I'm still enjoying this beautiful breeze outside. With the next song playing, I just knew that she was going to be the one for me. I feel in love in a matter or months. I became territorial in a matter of hours. Why was my love for her moving so fast. It was just a few months ago, my last left me. She was the one that picked me up. Right when I was in my prime of writing rhymes. When I blew up in the rap game, she was gonna be the girl I stayed with no matter what. But she was only my summer love........
I just finished my first year in summer school. I wasn't expecting to be in a relationship or even had the thought of girl being in my life. I was about to be in my prime. All I wanted to do was make music with my cousins. Put out a CD and see what happens then. She was my girl cousin best friend and she wanted to talk to me. I was ecstatic, but at the same time, I wasn't expecting it to go this far. But it did. I was still writing music. At this point in my life, the music I had in mind was not the music that represented who I was as person. I was one of those guys who was a follower. I got caught in the hype. But after my summer love left, I realized that I needed to find who I was as person.
What happened with us? Well for one, she lives in Boston, but has a house here too. She was supposed to move down here and go to my school and life would be great. The one I would lose my virginity to. She was gonna be my high school sweetheart. We met once when we first started talking. I was too young to even drive, but that didn't stop me from trying my best to see her. I never got that second chance until 2 years later. Maybe it was just summer love. I never knew what summer love was or how it worked. But I hate summer love. You always hope to come back to that special person and pray that it will last. Maybe she will stay closer next year, or the next year. Will she ever stay? She never moved down here. She's still in Boston with a new boyfriend. Me? Well I'm still single, but that's life right? My mother always told me that I'll have a hundred girlfriends before I settle down with one. But what she doesn't realize, is that I'm tired. I just want a love that's real. Something that I can feel. A love that last. My relationships haven't last long enough to cherish any good moments.
I don't even make music anymore, or I haven't made any in a long time. As much as I want to. Maybe she'll come back. I haven't talked to my cousins in years. One of them is a father now, and I just want to do the music thing on my own. So whenever I find the motivation to do it, I will. But she's no where around for me to write any music. That reminds me of a song, I heard. The lyrics went like it. Only thing I loved was my music, but bitch, you was my music. and to you stupid fuckin listeners, listen up. ___________ is my woman forever, and she don't give a fuck. I can call her bitch, it's not an insult. So don't make me interrupt this verse again yo! You're like a dream come true, music's a dream come true. I got dreams of music, you wanna see my dream come true? I guess her and music became my summer love.
This just can't be summer love with you
I guess it was because I'm with who?
I wish just we could be something true.
Like I told you before, I love you.
But not like I used to. Here I stand, on both feet.
I just hope that I can wake up from my sleep.
My dreams slowly kill me, because I dream of her.
Why do all these women, wanna throw the good guy in the dirt?
Maybe I'm jerk. But deep down inside, like you, I'm tired of being hurt.
All I wanted to do was see you, even if it was just for 5 minutes of my life.
If you didn't know, that would have made my day or night.
Like the music that I listened to, I just can't love it anymore.
I can't even remember what we were fighting for.
If it wasn't love, what could it be? Maybe I'm still asleep.
Can someone please pinch me? Maybe I'll find peace through my tragic nightmares.
The way I feel about love? I don't even wanna be here. Be I don't care.
Until I press play, then I am me again with a simple smile on my face.
Laughing at my past, and thanking God that I'm still here.
I may not be as strong as I used to be, my mind heart is finally clear.
Love, Live, Life
:::Byron Belle:::
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