Let me start by asking you “What is it that you call love?”
Is it that person that you see everyday and you give a little hug?
But to me it’s something serious that started a very long time ago.
Something that got me to this point that I now know.
It started way back when I was kicking in junior high school.
You know them times in the eighties that everyone was cool.
Puppy love was the start of all my lessons to learn.
And how love can make you feel good and it can sure as hell burn.
I remember that one chick when I thought it was love.
I would think bout her everyday surrounded by hearts and doves.
It seemed like it was all good till she left me for him.
I was hurt but I should have known it would happen again.

The next little heartbreaks weren’t as major as one.
Everytime it would happen I would say I was done.
But my heart would always led out before my mind.
My mind would say “Hell no!” but my heart remained kind.
The next heartbreak was given as a sophomore in high school.
It lasted so long but she played me for a fool.
She had more than nigga and was playing the game.
After that I just knew I would never be the same.
I broke down and cried in the school hallway.
Just the memory made me think and I had nothing to say.
I felt that I was finished and my life was at an end.
But I moved on and I should have known it would happen again.

The next stop of my love life journey that I took.
Was done up in college and she had me with a look.
I was thinking “Now Chris. Don’t let it happen like the last.”
She told me that she loved me and to forget my past.
Things were going good, matter-a-fact over a year!
I was thinking this could be the one that I got here.
But then started secrets when everything was open.
This was the person just to marry; that’s what I was hoping.
But those secrets turned to lies. And I caught her in one.
I forgave and she said she wanted to have a little fun.
Go out here and go out there. And it was cool with me.
But everybody started talking and I didn’t believe it could be.
My boy’s were like “Dog. Now, you know can do better than her.”
I knew something was wrong when it got back to my mother.
But I still didn’t listen because love had me blind.
My mind would say “Hell no!” but my heart remained kind.
She had me fooled and the truth hurt me bout my best friend
But I moved on and I should have known it would happen again.

The last stop in my life is better known as the present.
After all my past loves I learned that life “love lesson”.
But there is one more star that has caught my eye.
You would figure, “Squash that, nigga! I would rather die!”
But the third time’s a charm that what they say.
In my mind I wanted things ,this time, to go my way.
No more hurt, no more cheating; none of that on this time.
I will watch everything she does and cover all my dimes.
The more time I spent with her the more I would look for something wrong.
Thinking I could not trust her because my past had me gone.
The more we would chill the more hard I would look.
But the reality of it was that she had me shook.
It was like the woman was flawless inside and out.
And I started to love her without any doubt.
Everytime I heard her voice I turned into a kid.
Everyday I was wondering in my mind what the hell she did.
To get me to that point that I was fighting the most.
Making me wanna tell everyone from coast to coast.
My father, my uncles, my cousin’s and even my mother.
Even the people who never thought I would, my little brother.
All of a sudden I had hope and in love again.
And at the alter, finally, my story will end.
This life love lesson.