The Theory Of Love

By M.I.L.K.

Every move she makes is a move to trap you

The food

The fucking

The sucking

She never ask you for nothing

But she know she can't have you to herself

She don't nitpick or bitch

She accepts it all

She don't question you when you don't call

Every time y’all have sex you melt in her walls

She's even quiet when your wife calls

Playing her position

It's hard to get a bitch to listen

Holidays she don't call me blowing up my phone

I know it's late and it’s my anniversary date

But I have to call I can't wait

I go to the bathroom to call her

And she's at home

Alone saying she was just thinking about me

I'm thinking I’m catching feelings but I can't leave my family

She tells me go back in with my wife and enjoy my night

I come out the bathroom and my wife sitting there looking flawless

She said thank you baby while holding the bracelet that resembles something I got my side chick with an envelope

The restaurant musician started playing music I think I know the notes

It's a song I always sang to my side chick

I damn near choke

I'm thinking myself this bitch

But I'm caught in a trace

As she opens the envelope

My wife is crying from happiness

I'm crying from fear

Thinking to myself how did she even know we was here

Everyone at the restaurant singing along

They bring out our food this is about to go wrong

She pulling out undeniable information

Pictures of us on vacation

Pictures that look weird like me between her legs giving her head

Me sleep on the couch with my dick in her hand

She started reading about all my goals and plans

I sit and watch as my wife reads the note

As I keep pinching myself to see if I'm woke

My wife gets up and come and gives me the biggest kiss

And look around to everyone and says she loves her gifts

She whisper in my ear when we get home we'll talk about this shit

Everyone taking pictures cameras out and clapping
I stand up and clap for her too

We eat talked and laughed like everything was normal

She fixed her hair and pulled out her chair we proceed to leave

We get in the car she's silent

To my surprise no violence

When we got close to the house, she said pull over

She looked me dead in my face squinting her eyes with a cold shoulder and said

Women are not side chicks any more they scorn women waiting for a chance to fuck you over

And that at the restaurant and this is not an act

I want you to truly understand I'm the only woman that truly got your back

But if you ever embarrass this family ever again I'm going to leave you where you stand

Because this is your one and only chance to prove you are what I thought was a real man

Now when we go home go tuck the kids in and when you start this car up we'll never talk about this night again…

I was born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland 
Formally educated in life and started writing in Middle School
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