Miss

Merriam-webster.com's definition of the word miss is as follows :  to discover or feel the absence of. So, how can a person miss someone or something that they are in close proximity of? Believe it or not it happens more often than you think. It's funny that a loved one can go missing right before your very eyes and you not notice it until it is too late. Once you have discovered that they are gone, you then ask yourself were they really there? If they were? Did they miss you too and why is it that they didn't bring this to your attention? I have learned that some questions are better left unasked. 

Love Birds

Flying makes me happy, I love to spread my wings and go wherever I want to go. Flying sets my soul free, going to the highest heights and seeing the greatest sights. Why would you put me in a cage called love? I thought love would allow you to fly with me but instead it has held you captive as well. I just want to fly.

Ice cold

I used to wonder if you would be here in the morning, silly of me because you’re not even here right now. The sacrifices I’ve made go unnoticed. The flowers I had delivered to your job never made it home. I wonder why? You say I haven’t let go of my past, but now I’m contemplating on leaving you in my past. Our relationship is like a baby aborted too soon, so much potential. You probably would have kept our baby if you felt a heartbeat, but as cold as you are something as soft and warm as a heart was not found in that icebox you call a chest.

I Cry

When I think of you I cry. I cry tears of joy, not sorrow. Knowing that it will all be better tomorrow. The joy you bring me is unparallel by comparison. I have to tell myself that it’s ok to cry because I’ve held back the tears for so long forgetting that God counts every tear. No wonder you’re good at math, he sent me my very own mathematician. I cry because I’m happy, I cry because I’m free, I cry because he made you especially for me!

I like the way you move

Everything about her screams WOMAN. Her beauty is unparalleled. I can see her with my eyes closed. I can smell her scent with a cold. I can feel her through the phone. She is strong enough for the both of us, but is woman enough to let me be a man. She always has my back but walks beside me. Her eyes can see right through to my soul. I can hold her hand and feel her heart. When she walks time stops. Forget a red bull because she gives me wings. Her natural scent will make Victoria tell all of her secrets. She is all woman and I know her bath and body works. She’ll make the guy on the polo logo get off his horse to chase her. She found me in Frederick’s of Hollywood trying to become her star. Is that Avon calling? Nope it’s just her.

Problem Solving

I plus you equals a lie. Four minus two equal us. My lie to her equals truth to you and vice versa. So how can we make our forbidden love errorless if our two wrongs don’t make a right? I guess we were doing addition instead of multiplication, cause if my mathematics is correct my negative times your negative equal a positive. Question is, do you have (x) to study? If so, let class begin.

Check out time

There’s a knock at the door, I whisper “baby I thought you said he thinks you’re at work?” “Check out time” the housekeeper yells. Baby this will have to be the last time, but we said that the last time. I just hope our alibi checks out this time. See ya next time.