Man vs. Boy

There’s a clear vivid difference… A huge, fine line between.. boy and man… although all the same…being male with dicks… [excuse my language] some take longer to change… & some always remain the same…boys.. but some of those pricks.. are still romantic, and less sarcastic…more committed and less distracted…. Less is more…but only real men, who have been down that road before, quite worn out from that drive, fast lane comin’ to a halt..can comprehend that fact… then again, it was my fault….I thought I had a man, when in reality it was a boy.. a fine sexy boy who spoke sweet “real” words, FAKE…. apparently… and clearly, the love was his toy.. like a child, got bored and moved on his next….toy. Therefore, boys…will be boys. Children in playgrounds, playing….. games.. Men, don’t like games, just like real women. Real recognize real and you were lookin’ unfamiliar… A man, knows what he wants… when he wants it.. and if his woman is everything and more… No way in hell he’s letting that go..no need to shop around when u got that good stuff at home…. Men..tend to their women, cherish them, pull chairs out for their women, pay the bill, play with her hair, or just stare directly at her…tendin’ to her every need…lickin’ on her neck..ticklin’ her nape..makin’ her feel great. Feelin good, feelin’ right…even if she doesn’t feel right, being there…one touch of his energy, strikes her though all the right places..ignites her soul and recharges her whole, being…. Seeing is believing. She blowws..up….moaning, groaning, stroking, fucking, sucking….oooo, this nigga knows whassap… Knows how to treat a lady, in all ways… Shiett, I think I found me….a Man.. Now, I can continue this chat bout Man vs. Boy…. But just observe and watch..and you yourself might come to find..the right kind..of fella, right by ya side….