I Love My Black Man

Baby, how could you do this to me?
How could you do this to us?
Didn't you realize how it would make me feel?
Trying to take your own life is never okay.

Yesterday you dropped a bomb on me.
You're bisexual. You, my manly football jock.
The man I called my Nubian king.
How is any girl supposed to react?
Angry didn't even begin to describe how I felt.

None of that matters now.
As I sit beside your hospital bed.
Watching your unconscious body.
With all those tubes hooked up to you.

My eyes are filled with tears.
How could you do this to me?
It took you a long time to accept yourself.
How could you not give me more time?

The doctor gives you a fifty-fifty chance of waking up.
And even if you do, you won't be the same.
You fell from on high,
In more ways than one.

I need you to fight, my love.
I need you to fight for us.
For I'm fighting for you.
I'm sorry for all those things I said.
I'm sorry for hitting you in anger.
Your Nubian princess loves you.
Always.
Come back to me.