This still isn’t the poem I started last night, that one is gonna take me a little longer than I orignally thought. But since I brought up the fact that Love Jones is my go-to inspiration, I decided to post this poem. I wrote this a few years ago. At the time, I was going through a rough break up and wasn’t exactly sure how I felt about it or how to deal with my feelings. Like everything else in my life, I knew I wanted to write about it. That always seems to be my release. But, I couldn’t get myself going. That’s when I started flipping through the channels and came across Love Jones. As I sat watched the movie, I noticed parallels between what was on the screen and what was in my heart. And that’s when this poem was conceived. As the story played out on screen, I wrote like a madman. There are aspects of the movie in this poem, as well as what I was going through. Hope you enjoy…

It was a Friday night; me and my boys were chilling in the club
I was just hanging out, having fun, not really looking for love
But then you walked past me
I was awe-struck; your jaw-dropping beauty had me straight stuck
You had me mesmerized by those gypsy eyes
And your slim waist that leads down to those dancer’s thighs
I coyly approached like huge fan does a movie star
Scared to speak like a kid asking mommy for a candy bar
“Excuse me,” I said and you turned ever so sweetly
Then I asked you these questions ever so meekly
“You probably get approached like this on a regular basis, huh?”
“And told how fine you are by countless faces, huh?
“Well, add my name to the list”
“Your level of fine is so high, just looking at you gives me a pain in my eye”
“Maybe we can continue this conversation at a later day and time”
And that’s we began our beautiful courtship

Now some time passes by and we doing what couples do
I’m learning you, you’re learning me, ain’t nothing new
But I can see in your face that something has changed
You tell you have to go out of town for a couple of days
What kind of fool do I look like?
You hop on a train and head back home
Thoughts of a man that’s not me swirl around in your dome
Out of town on business my ass
You went back to home to play around with the trash
Also known as your ex-boyfriend
But I’m stingy
I can’t stand that you want him instead of me
It’s driving me crazy
But when it comes to this love game, I ain’t lazy
Anything you can do, baby I can do it better
So I sit down and write her, not you, a love letter
By the time you come home, I’m long gone
And the way things went down is all wrong
That’s how I got caught up in this love jones

When we split, you said that I would regret it
But like a typical man, I tried to forget it
And now we’re in the midst of this 2 town 2 timing 2 step
Dying to run back to you but too scared to hurt my rep
I look around and see my friends in love and happy
Not long ago, I thought all this shit was sappy
But now I’m fiending for it
Feeling like a crack addict going cold turkey
And seeing you out with him truly hurts me
Now I’m wishing I could throw me back
To that exact spot where we found L-O-V-E at
Feel like all I do is lose now, when do I get to win one?
Asking the Holy Father how could he play his own son
Right now I’m left out in the rain; my own hands caused all this pain