Son regret just like a dog with two tails–
he can’t move his ass without waggin’.
So, tell that woman you wanna hold her in a dark room and witness the stars in her eyes.
Love that woman, boy. Love her man-like. Then love her like you a woman too. Tell her
“I’m not as strong as I wanna be and I’m weaker than I think. But I can keep a volcano calm when I choose to hold you tighter than my ego.” Tell her
A bejeweled crown adorns her trust and you have become her tallest throne. Show her. Show her.
Son, a dog with two tails is a sad sight to behold. And son… if you’ve never seen one, keep living ’til you get old.