I love him

Another poem.. Enjoy

I love his fancy cologne
And everything that he got on
He's looks fresh to def, and never seems to ever care about me.
His dreads are laying on his back
His eyes are ready to attack
Any chick with long legs, thick thighs, longed hair redbone that's willing to open wide... At least that's what they say
His smile can weaken any chick
His darkbrown eyes, and his full lips
He's the idol of all girls dream guys
But no one seems to hear his cries..

The niggas failing every class
He walks around like we're the as-
Ses, but girl if you really knew his secrets...
I know he's smart, we know he's cute
But every image freak he gives the boot..
He's still a virgin and we're only like in the 12 grade....
Even though he boast it loud,
And tells everyone he's proud
Of his reputation
But it ain't communicating
He is scared of real woman
And I know it for a fact
I tried to give him my all
But he dimissed me and threw it back
I said I'll never tell his secrets
That I wished it didn't have to be like this
I said that if he was a real man
He would understand
My pain and distress
He knows how to hurt me the best
But he got a rep he must keep up
And he got his bruhs to back him up
And I have no one, only memories
Damn I can't believe _______
Did this to me....

*Not a real story*