My exgirlfriend and I have been on and off for 3 years. The only issue that gets between us is.....weed (on this website, go figure lol). So, today I wrote a poem I would like to share in hopes that I will save someone time when they have a similar predicament. I'm Sorry About My Habits Im sorry I'm such a horrible person because of my habits Like not being able to say no to you when you want a dog or a rabbit Like when I loaned you money, because you didn't have enough And later in the year, we split up, and I said "don't worry about that stuff" Like when you were feeling a little bit blue And I would kiss you on the cheek and say I love you I would ask you why you were so sad And listening to your stories, I thought it doesn't sound that bad You have a decent paying job, a car that runs, and a roof over your head Many people out there would kill for the things I have just said And after all this it seems to be I'm still the asshole who hurt you brittani But not because of the dog, money, or the rabbit Because I have yet one more habit I like to smoke things that are green And when we first started dating, oh, I remember the scene I said first and foremost don't ever ask me to stop Because that would be the end of the relationship, landing on it's back in a belly flop I said all this, and to this you agreed That you would never ask me to stop smoking weed In return, you told me to never choose it over you I said okay, thinking that I had a clue Of what it was you meant when you told me this And then we sealed the contract with a kiss The months went by and things were good For the most part, all things were understood And then I noticed how irritated that you got Anytime I would go and smoke some pot You see, in my head, I wasn't choosing weed over you Because I wouldn't leave you for hours to go do what I wanted to do From what I remember, I would go outside, smoke, and come right back This is right isn't it? Can't I be cut any slack? But from your point of view, things look different And it doesn't matter which way I try to spin it We will never see eye to eye on this subject It will always be the starting point for an argument There is just so much more I want to say But it just doesn't matter at the end of the day It seems in another world, together we would be perfect If I didnt have just one, little, habit. Â
Dam bro, thats some good writing. Sorry to hear about the chick man, theres always more understanding ones! Mine was against at the beginning and now does it with me from time to time.
There are many girls out there that are not only ok with the plant, but love and smoke it too. So, don't let the woman get you down!