I have A problem
I really try to get to much
I been smart since a baby so my adult passions are to prove i can do something with that.
I have a problem
I don’t appreciate sleep
I don’t value me time
I have a problem
I let my problems build up
I let my problems effect me
I’m not going to write down another problem and thats a problem
I have a lot of problems
She sings a song
I write a poem
She like is better when we all alone
Take me home
Those LA streets
lands that I never touched, but touch you and feel the hills and valleys of LA county that explain the woman you are
I like to get to know you
take those steps of getting your faith and trust
small hands but skilled like a surgeon to take care of a heart.
I get eager when a long tongue vocalist gets circulation in my ipod.
I heard your song, and feel the same.
I don’t want you to be just my best friend. I want you to be the best girlfriend I ever had. I’ll go to your award shows and I’ll listen to you sing in the kitchen.
I won’t let another girl take up time that has your name all over it, and in that time ya lips I want to be all over em.
It’s a hard process to try to re-enter someone’s life. It is an even harder process for me to no longer be in someone’s life and accept it. Opening my soul here…….. I always press the rewind button. Back to the last times we were around each other. Cool little laughs and such. And even when we come around each other the smiles don’t change, but the feel does. I hate the awkwardness of playing catch up with a family member. I dread the you missed a lot speeches from friends so much that it puts me in a stand off state. I don’t want to be fake anymore and say I’m maintaining, or trying to do anything, cause as long as you known me I was always doing my best to do well. I hate to hide my success in fear of what I hear of your failures. Lets not even acknowledge what others say, our bond is our bond. I don’t want my shoulders tense before the hug, eyes wide and blank at the sight, mouth forms a smile but cheeks deny the spread, signifying the fake. This is my arm reaching out of this box of held back words and thoughts encased in fake actions. Im reaching for access to you. To honesty. To the place in your heart where I have remained since those days I rewind on. I just want to be real with you. I just want to be with you. I want to be with you. I want you.
She scares me
Makes me want to take every thought I have
Bottle it up and toss it cause she scares me
Noticed how my body jumps shoulders raise admit im afraid. Man she scares me, and it’s effecting me
Haunted when she texts me
Shivers when she’s next to me
I can’t put my finger on it but man she scares me.
I’m scared i can become better for her.
Scared I’m not good enough for her
Scared of what we can create
I’m scared she going to leave
Scared I’m going to mess it up
Scared of going through this with you
I’m scared we can get lost, and you find yourself not wanting me
I’m scared of it all
Sometimes I sit in my home, stare at the wall, and realize I’m scared of you
Watch them fall tonight
Play that song and she gonna dance for me. She might dance in front of you, but she dancing for me. We not dating, but she thinks of me when she dances on you, and no I’m not the big tipper, but she can’t wait to spend time with me. Shawty gets out 2:30 in the morning. Slipped me her number at 11 and told me to wait around. Sent girl after girl my way to tease me, but I know who I came for. The girl I met on campus who asked if I could walk her to her economy class. The beautiful mind who didn’t impress me with her body or repulse me with her insecurities about her profession. She attracted me with wit and humor. I blow kisses to the lady who has plans of leaving houstatlantavegas but isn’t ashamed of her current address. Its 2:55 and the queen of the club leaves, the lady in my life enters the car. Count up baby, lets ride.
Can I see you soon. I know that’s the wrong thing for the living to say but it’s all I want. I stare at stars and remember your names. Scroll through my phone and wish you had a number I could text. A address I could visit. 2 hours of your time. Years pass and tears dry, fear dies, grey skies clear, and you not here. Shit sucks, pissed luck, picked up where you left me, and left words and roses where they left you. Don’t think about it too much, cause if I did I’d join you. It’s hard to write this. But it’s harder not to express this. You will be the joy in my life. The smile of my days. The reason I rise. We will go on, hand in hand. Forever in my heart.
For all the love ones I have lost
I love you all
Is it wrong that im catching feelings for you? I can’t count how many times I long for you. Is it wrong that I want you in the middle of the day? Ah man, I’m liking you and I am not good at hiding. I’m honest. Ah man, kisses from you make the day worth it. So much so that i call you every night just to see if you’re free tomorrow. Ah man i like you.