True Colours (Part 2)

Missing your touch, I dream of us, this isn’t us,

No need to fuss when we discuss a million plus

The time we spent, it ain’t enough, was in a rush

Just need you back, when all the trust left in the dust

I called your bluff girl, you was scared to take a puff,

Reminiscing when we first kissed and when we making up,

Fresh faced, I’ll be out the space when I’m waking up,

You can do it all, with all the space that you’re taking up

My weakness, the thought of me alone had left me speechless,

While restaurants you frequent will be our little secret,

Take them sandals on the beaches, and we can burn some candles in the evening,

She ain’t give me reason, girl tell me why you’re leaving

It felt like Love Island, I was only for a season

I want us interweaving, I want us to believe in,

I want us both to enjoy each other while we both are breathing, I need it…

How we manifested the madness, no access,

It’s hard congested with sadness,

In Kansas I’m picture painting, I’m glad this,

Soft stroke move closer to the imagined,

Back then maybe memory made the fragments,

It’s tragic on the other side of relaxing,

Damn this, double numbers ‘cos **** taxing,

I splashed in, had her singing like Toni Braxton,

Won’t get in shit but I script since **** acting,

Word, we was geekin’ couple summers before that,

Dreamed about a zip before the boy could afford that,

City hot, hit the crib, the only way to avoid that,

Karate chop the 28 for the spliff and the crib where my boys at,

In the West where I’m making my noise at,

Same spot where the raps are deployed at,

Same spot where my raps get destroyed at,

**** talk to me…