It's OK

I've always known,
That your attraction to me, only ran as deep as a puddle as it first started to rain.
Yet you feeled me with "I love you's"
Only to be graced with the sweet nectar that unfolds from my flower.
Yet never working like the busy bee,
That does everything to obtain it's sweet honey.
And I fell for it.
Thinking you were different,
Yet you wore the same shoe as all the others.
That took me for granted and caused my heart to grow a little more colder.
Call me Elsa, freezing everything over,
Yet pretending it doesn't effect me.
Cause I was taught to be a strong black woman.
To not let a man determine your worth.
Keep your head up even when it weighs more than you can imagine.
And you had the nerve to always ask me why do I guard my heart.
Like a Pitbull, ready to attack as soon as someone crosses my gate.
It's because of guys like you.
That come in so swiftly,
Without sound.
Stealing things that don't belong to you, and then sneaking it back in.
Ever so quietly and smooth and with ignorance.
Making up a tale that sounds nonfictional.
But I figured it had to start off with once upon a time.
Cause like a children's book it ended too soon.
You said you loved me.
And that I believed.
And so I loved you and that I meant.
The pastor one day at church said, "he's not the one".
So God is telling me to wipe my tears,
Because he gave me a warning.
And I didn't listen.
I kept my ears closed and heart opened.
 It's OK I tell myself.
It's OK.