~American Hotel!~
Getting over a Broken Heart, one that almost took my life, my heart almost stopped beating over it! So it's a story I needed to tell in verse, so I wrote this rap/poem! This will be a part of the box set of Melodies of Israel! And likely used in one of the movies or T.V. projects I work on too! :-)
~ American Hotel ~
All you had to do
was propose to me,
In the hotel
where we met,
Standing bare foot
in the room where I slept.
All your parents have been
is mean to me,
It ruined all those dreams
that could have been
For you and me.
There is nothing I can do
Except get famous with this song
and the name you gave to me,
Establishing that emotional divorce
from that 3 sum in the American Hotel room
you asked for the summer we met.
We only spent 3 days together,
You didn't do anything right for me
You didn't even spend that whole night
lying next to me,
All your parents have been is mean to me
It ruined all those dreams that could have been.
Now you can't climb that fire escape
to stand in that room and just ask me out on a date
There is nothing to negotiate I've had another child,
You raped me worse than all the other men,
for never putting your dick where it should have gone
right then.
All I can say today
Is masturbate your life away,
Rub your prick till the skin turns red
and starts to peel
or rub it to the tip until it hurts to piss
and you scream from the pain,
wishing you could park it.
And then for one minute you might come to understand
what you caused my body to go through
From leading me on with your words
and just one kiss!
I thought I was going to become your girl-friend,
That we would write and sing songs together
Hold hands and make out in public together
Travel the Country and then the World,
You'd learn to drive my car
becoming a man while I grew
to be a famous musician and movie star.
Now I'm taking this trip alone
because I've long since known
what it's like to be all grown up
and on my own,
Your growth was to slow
Now I have to let You go,
because of the way meeting you
has permanently hurt me
I'll never be sane
there are things in me that are
now forever changed.
My soul has been damaged
in a way that nothing
not even time can fix,
I'm a body that still lives
but the girl on the bed that you
never gave a place to rest her head
Is now dead.
For taking all the love she had
and holding you with her arm
Risking all her emotions
her complete heart and devotion,
believing that you would stay
becoming a permanent part of her life.
Instead you shrugged your shoulders
trying to be bold
acting as though I was just an option,
Replaceable?
You didn't take the time to think about my heart,
the fact that I'm a girl who was already split into
so many parts when you met.
We don't just get LAID
and go out on another date with someone new,
the day after meeting a guy we like and think
is special, the way I thought about you.
And now 8 ½ yrs later we're through
When like I said back at the beginning
of this song, all you had to do
was propose to me,
In the hotel where we met
Standing bare foot
In the room where I slept.
8 ½ yrs of never seeing you
could never end in a wedding dress,
Because you put pain
where love should have been
Every minute of the day since
the moment we met.
You should have played me a song
on your guitar,
because today I'd be pregnant
and we'd both be stars
I did nothing wrong for holding down jobs
and standing on my own two feet
All through these years,
Ones I've spent living alone while
waiting to see your face again
standing in front of me.
Your smile and eyes,
My blushing while trying not
to stutter over what you never came to discover;
The wonderful daughter I had,
who was waiting with her whole heart
for her Mom to get a new boyfriend
and one day become her new dad.
But you left her out in the cold
when you left me standing there
holding the bag for 3 hearts.
She watched me die
fall to my knees
Year after year
Witnessing me cry
because you didn't know how to stand up
to your parents, catch a greyhound
on your own, write a letter
or pick up the phone?
Now I have to go to the U.S.
On my own, to try and find a man
who can love my 2nd child
since the first one is now grown.
All your parents have been is mean to me,
It ruined all those dreams
that could have been for you and me
So now there is nothing I can do
except to get famous
with this song
and the name
you gave to me.
Because all you had to do
was propose to me
In the hotel where we met,
Standing bare foot in the room
where I slept!
I was willing to have a 3 sum
I hadn't changed my mind
the whole dam time,
the answer was to sin...
Right when we met,
Enjoy each others company and celebrate
where the future should have gone from there
Instead of me writing this,
Making things clear
That I'm saying Good-bye from here.
I'm not from Delta,
I've never come from Suburbia
and when I sucked your dick
I wasn't signing on to be the perfect
shining example or an aunt
to anyone's child.
I just wanted to be alone
and spend some time with a guy
it took me half my life to find,
I would have married you
but you didn't care enough
to come track me down,
The most important person in the world
the girl of your dreams.
All I can do
Is HOPE that one day
you meet someone
that you miss so much,
you can't stay away from her
from that very first touch.
Now I'm done my rap song
after 39 years of being used and abused
I'm no longer strong
I just want to crawl into my hole in the ground
forget about all the life that surrounds me,
So I don't have to look at all the things
that never happened between you and me
Like holding hands and walking down
the street,
Going for an ice - cream at Mcdonald's
Near where we met.
But instead there's nothing I can say to you
All I can do is write all these words down
until they're through,
Sharing my experience of what meeting someone
I loved at first site and only got to spend 3 days with
is like.
Lots of PAINFUL masturbating
which changes who I'm for because of how perfect
my body was for you and that first hand job
that never got delivered by you.
How little I touched myself waiting to meet you
Only to have all my dreams of that first time
Raped from me,
that wearing a white dress for you
no longer makes sense for me to do.
Good luck with your plans
As I go on with my life,
Understanding 8 ½ years is a to long
to make 2 people wait for a wedding night
when they only spent 3 days together
Never going on a date anywhere...
while over looking one important thing
You never ever proposed to me.
I never saw you again
You never even thanked me for the shirts
And everything I mailed kept being sent back
Even the police were phoned,
How is ANY GIRL supposed to recognize
that as love From You?
A normal guy would tell a girl how he feels,
Not leave her to die on the corner
where he walked away from her heart,
which was hurting every step he took Away
for not understanding the answer was
to stay in the picture right away
So we'd be together 8 years today,
Growing UP TOGETHER
So we' could be best-friends
while growing Old together.
Instead you haven't got enough
education for me
because you haven't learned anything
You never got anywhere
which all these years have Held Me Back,
Waiting for you to finally come to understand all this crap!
I didn't do anything wrong, and when you fall in love
with someone you don't treat them like that,
Instead you love them back immediately
and build a life and memories together
right from the beginning,
But these words are telling the story of the end
of that,
Because all you had to do was hold my hand
and walk with with me, give me an encouraging word
before returning to the hotel where we met,
All you had to do was propose to me
Standing bare foot in the room
where I slept!
Now there is nothing I can do
except get famous with this song...
Because the American Hotel
Is Gone,
Which IS the End to Our Love Song!
Written By,
Jennifer Cooley!
About the Creator
Jennifer Cooley
I've been writing as long as I could hold a crayon! Remember writing my first story like it was yesterday at 5. I remember the details of the day, location, time, excitement & where the story was preserved for all time! Lots Born From That!
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