baby do those things...

today i you told me everything i wanted to hear
granted it wasn't under the most normal circumstances
but that's neither there...nor here.
you said things that i dreamed of hearing you say
not the things you just repeat
when i say it first, that day
i know you mean it even though it lacks that sounds i want to hear
that urgent yearning, wanting, needing
that sounds like the cheesy best selling romance of the year
its just that you give to me in doses
like each nugget of your affection
is special to me like those roses
that I dried, the first ones you gave to me, valentines day
i didn't expect anything from you that day
forgive me if each of your words taste like honey to me
the sounds of your voice sweet like heaven to me
i crave listening to your heart beat
playing with your size 14 feet
falling asleep on your chest, in your arms, in our world
babe i need to hear you say it one more time
before I go to sleep
maybe you didn't realize it was this deep
for me to hear you say it the way I wanna hear it said
wanna climb into your bed
or have you sing to me
even if you forget the words
see you dance for me
take me outta here, into your world
you can't just give it to me once
and not expect me to become a fiend
of those precious timeless words that
you show me how much i mean
to you in the most special way
i don't care what time of day
just say to me
what you know I love to hear
anything from the heart

the things I treasure...moments I hold dear ;)

I rhymed..ha ha

When I grow up....

I told myself today, YOU ARE AN ADULT

and I think I mean every word that I say

only its hard to fathom

because I'm stuck somewhere between

buying a house and

playing make believe.

I keep having dreams of my future sons

and how much hair my daughter's going to have

but then I remembered how I stayed up till 2am last night

watching episodes of Baldwin Hills

and That's So Raven.

Oh, how I laughed with my boyfriend

about how silly each character was

And during the afternoon, this past Sunday

I went to Six Flags on my season's pass.

I bought it because I knew I would go more than 1 time

and get my money's worth.

I'M AN ADULT, I told myself today

but I can't wait to get home and play in the Wii

and battle my roommates in a tennis tournament.

Yeah, I have roommates...so what - what's wrong with that??

my rent costs less than some people's car payments

so - don't judge me, lol..

And I went out to the dancing with my girls the other night

and watched the newest Batman movie

then I played hand clap games on the National Harbor

remembering "how to get the rhythm of the HOOOOOT DOG"

singing "down, down baby, down by the roller coaster"

WOW how long ago was that?

Not too long ago, I think to myself.

Today, I said - GIRL YOU ARE AN ADULT - as I looked in the mirror.

I pulled some curls towards my face.

put on some make-up, brushed my teeth.

put on a black skirt, fitted white top, black peep toes and gray shell earrings

grabbed my company laptop, and a bowl of fruit.

got on the elevator, hopping in my mazda6.

sped down 495

...10 minutes late.

Yep...I'm an adult :)

that's what I told myself...today, as I logged onto my computer - pulled up Solitaire and got

ready

to

play

regular musings....

SO i was told that needed to update my blog the other day. the thing with me is, if i'm not inspired, I usually cannot write. it has to be this thing, like this thing that wakes me up from my sleep and no matter how much I try to fight it, i have to get up and write. its usually one word. i don't write it out, like they used to teach you in elementary school and make a word map (remember those with the clouds and stuff). i don't make an outline, but when it's done, it looks like i tried to organize it some type of way...only i didn't. the one thought usually comes out structured, when its all said and done.
SO today...i have not pressing thoughts. not ones that make me wanna get up and write.
but my mind it filled with a bunch of stuff. sometimes the stuff is so complex, i don't want to write it. perhaps I'm embarrassed for people to see the everyday thoughts in my mind. i think because i think they're not good enough to write in this blog. if i'm going to publish my post, it has to be good stuff.
SO i wait until its an urging in my spirit, until the writing it so big it can't contain itself in my head or the thoughts are so profound that they have to go somewhere. maybe i'm scared that my regular musing won't get received or perhaps my random thoughts may offend someone. i think because the things I think of everyday is how i hate going to work. don't get me wrong, i don't hate my job. i'm blessed to have my job. its a great job. and i get paid good money..but what if I don't want to GO?
SO you see my everyday thoughts are full of who established this system of working 5 days a week? and how come everyone's scared to ask my supervisor can we telework for one day out of the week, especially since it's corporate policy. general litigation is busy...but shoot, i can do some of this crap on a home pc. trust me. and then my other thoughts are how come I don't have enough dresses? every time i go to the store, i buy at least 3...so how come I've ran out today and i have to wear dress slacks?? i hate pants in the summer time. why can't i bum it up with my boyfriend today? and how come our titles both say we're analysts? who made up that term and did they do it to make us feel better about our positions? i mean seriously...what the heck is a systems analyst or a legal analyst?

and who cares...

1095 Days

Each written work possesses a back story.
Its own set of tears or smiles
a particular set of circumstances
its individual place in time.

I find myself reliving each moment
triumphant in each victory
crushed with every downfall
enamored with every happy ending.

1095 days of my life
the ages of 22 to 25
marked with every pivotal emotion
each public in their posting
private in their occurrence.

i wrote to keep my sanity
i wrote to rejoice
i wrote to explain my confusion
i wrote to tell you off
i wrote until my fingers hurt
i wrote when i couldn't sleep
i wrote when i loved
i wrote when i hated
i wrote to write
i wrote to pray
i wrote to read
read me
get me
get him
get rid of him
get into me
get into God
God get him to me
so i can
learn him
know him
love him
love me
love him loving me
love me loving him
love learning love
loving correctly
correcting me
correcting him
in love
walk beside him
him beside me
i write
i wrote
i wrote him
i dreamed him
i'm dreaming
i'm writing
i'm living

my dream :)

happy anniversary T...
07/02/08

STOP ASKING ME!!!!! ;)

Current mood: blessed
He's such an afterthought to me

Hey where's so and so

Who? Are you asking me…seriously?
Haven't even spoken for quite some time

And each day I go through the motions
Promise you – he's NOT on my mind

For some reason you look at me in shock

Like it's hard for you to believe

That I could be so completely happy

As though my heart should be bleeding

That you assumed you would see it

On my sleeve
Hardly pumping and gasping for air
Like on some type of life support
Surprised that you would think that I would care
I feel like this question is a joke

Didn't I tell you I would be okay

Like my girl Chrisette said

With her tall boots

Walking high

And her purse on her inner elbow crease
Big hips switching side to side

That's who I channeling
When I'm thinking "to the left, to the left"

I ain't even on the bitter stuff
I just wish you would stop with this
Incessant, constant question asking

This badgering… This probing…
I'm good, I'm promise you…

I told you I would be…
I'm on my mobile facebook – updating my status…
JUST….Soooooooooooooooooooooo happy

Sweet on something new

Focused on MY Business
Streams of income to field my destiny
Shopping to UP my game

Stylin in some new demin
Wearing peep toe pumps with tights
Writing out my dreams in an endless sea of blogs

Afterthoughts – exactly – I can't even remember

What did you ask me a second ago?

Shooot…
My calendar's open – stop talking to me about THAT September

yaaaaaaaah trick yaaaaaaaaah!

silly silly groupie...don't you understand?
that losing your self worth is more expensive than that autograph on your hand??
some women would do anything to be a man's priority
your nothing more than an option in his "potential bed post notch" category
i'm tired of raising the bar
and trying to show him how a lady conducts herself
if she had a bit of integrity
and an ounce of self worth
the question I want to propose to you
is how do you feel after he's had his hands all over you?
and then never calls you? texts you, unless he wants you to come through??
and God forbid it be at a normal hour like 7 in the evening
and he asks you out on a date so yall be can seen out in public.
naw he wants you to come over, chill - watch tv, so yall can "connect"
i'm sure that's exactly what he wants to do
get to know you
with the lights off
and figure out exactly who you are - through and through...
don't you get tired of putting yourself out there
only to find you ain't the only one?
that's he's been running this same tired lame game
in fact, it's easier when he doesn't refer to you by name
he just calls you boo, baby, or honey
maybe it would be more real to you if you exchange an act for money...
at least then you could benefit from the transaction
instead of him slowly breaking down your spirit each time he gets some "backseat action"
i'ma stop pulpitting for a second and just let this breath
i'm just so sick of you writing foolishness on your myspace page
thinking you've won...like you've got the ultimate trick up your sleeve
silly silly groupie...give it a rest
you're not happy in your present state - your lifestyle is a mess..
stop shouting out the haters and doing inappropriate picture poses
we're all hip to your game...everything's not coming up roses..

ha ha...
a lot of that rhymed

i'm done

rant.

7

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Current mood: jubilant

in less than 7 days
you completely changed my life
perception of what I
thought perfection was
in less than 7 days
saw my vision
Habakkuk chapter two verse two
in less than 7 days
saw flashes of the future
us in the congregation lifting hands
in less than 7 days
heard God speaking clearly
to me and you
in less than 7 days
fell in sync at first date
talking till 2 am
in less than 7 days
couldn't imagine you not in my life
saying things like I know I'm your wife
in less than 7 days
got me calling my mom and dad
asking them what they think
in less than seven days
our sisters saying its the Spirit
bringing us close
in less than seven days
got me praying on my knees
asking God could it really be me
In less than seven days?

Feb 6th, 2008

Current mood: amorous Category: Romance and Relationships

I remember the first day I looked at you and saw you for you really were. You just got a fresh haircut and you're goatee was freshly trimmed. I thought... Hmm – he looks handsome tonight. I remember the butterflies I felt when I walked though my apartment lobby and the click clack of my high boots. I saw my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself – okay….looking good girl. And I smiled. Then wondered did you see me smile? Shoot…I probably looked sorta goofy, smiling to myself and no ones around. Is he looking at me walking towards this glass door? Perhaps I need to try to look cool. Maybe I can switch my hips a bit more….if he's looking….and make it look like I walk like this all of the time. I bet I'm smiling again – laughing at myself. Time to open the door. Is he going to get out of the car?? You do. Crap – what to say? Hi! How are you? You say, you look nice… Thanks – you got your hair cut! I like it like this. We hug. I'm nervous. He's so tall. I feel small with you. Like you can beat up the world. Like no one will harm me…ha ha. He better open my door –next thought. You don't hesitate. I CLIMB in the Suburban. I wonder how he drives this thing. How much is gas?? Uh oh - Am I supposed to unlock the door for him? I watch you walk around your car. Oh…it's already unlocked… whew! I'm not too good at this type of stuff. You get in…I remember you smelled like fresh laundry. No cologne. That's not really your style. You thumb through about 800 bootleg Cds. I think to myself, if he was my boyfriend, I would get him an ipod. We drive to the movie theatre. Some smooth R&B plays in the background. This is kinda romantic – I think…sorta sappy too. What to say, what to say. We make jokes, small talk and such about life, work and the rest. Where is your coat, he asks when we arrive. Its WARM outside! Like 70 degrees! I exclaim. He's wearing a big peacoat. He looks handsome. I feel small again. I like feeling like that. We walk into the theatre AND do something cheap like show them our college ids. It's only a $1 off. But it's worth it. You asks if I'm hungry. It's the first date – no eating allowed…lol No, I say. We go into an empty theatre and you make some sorta corny joke about where do I wanna sit. It's funny – I like goofy guys. Shoot – I'm still nervous. Does this end?? The nervousness, I mean. Not the date. The dates cool – he's fun, I think as we walk dead center in the middle of the theatre….ohh, here comes that seating part. The new fangled theatres have the armrest to pull up. Is he going to pull it up? And make our seats - LOVE seats?? LOL Dang, he does it before he even sits!! He already had it planned out - lol Hmm – how should I sit next to him? Is he really going to eat all of those pretzel bites? I hope his breath doesn't stink. I find a good place to sit. Not too close, not too far. You say something – you're breath smells warm…but not stinky. I can deal with it. Ummm – okay, this movies' weird. We both look at each other and laugh – he pulls me close to him… I fall into his arms. You fall into my heart.

You're gonnna miss my love....

Part of me wishes you would’ve fought harder to win me back. Wishes you could've realize the gem you had in front of you. I was that person who held you down when no one else had your back. Showed you your potential, helped you become a man, but I guess that wasn't enough for you to fight for me. Even when you hurt and betrayed me, I came back and showed that I would be loyal in the midst of anything - yet and still, it wasn't enough for you. I tried to be your friend, grow with you, wait for you, but I cannot wait my entire life for you to become something that you may never be. Part of me is pissed off b/c I spent so much time trying to turn this coal of a relationship into a diamond - but Baby....I just can't take all of the pressure and heat necessary for this thing to change into something beautiful...I'm not built for that kind of pain and hurt. That sad thing is I don't think you see what it is that you've done to me. And maybe you don't see it b/c God has spared me the feelings of bitterness and distress. He showed me who I am in Him and I don't have the base my self worth in the fact that you treated me like the dirt beneath your feet. Even in the midst of all of this, I can still say I love you...but that's neither here nor there. Thank God, my heart has healed and this is the last bit of closure I need. You say, Teach me to love???? I cannot teach what hasn't been learned at this point, especially if you aren't willing or ready to learn. Like I said in an earlier blog...it's TIME OUT for missionary dating...
It's time for me....
So this is my farewell to pain, hurt, misunderstanding and drama.
I don't need it anymore...and I certainly won't take it from YOU..no matter HOW much I LOVED you.

avant-garde...

Current mood: optimistic Category: Life
some type of mental stimulation, intellectual connection, verbal vibration has me giddy as all get out recently and I can't seems to differentiate between mondays and wednesdays and fridays and tuesdays and sundays and thursdays and saturdays because the days just seems to blur into this continuous mess of emotions and it makes me wonder how in the world i allowed this cerebral stimulus, mind union, spoken sensation take to me a place that has me flighty as ______.

F-u-t-u-r-e....

Current mood: anxious Category: Life
2 years ago I had the answers - at least I thought I did...
but on a night like tonight, after everyone's asked you all about your past and your present - it sorta makes you wonder - what is the future?
I didn't think I was supposed to have all of the answers - in fact, I know that I'm not supposed to.
people got me wondering if what I know is incorrect - loyalty got me questioning if I'm doing what's right
my sense of independence has me running from commitment - my intuition's got me wondering if...I'm making the right decision
my foundation's starting to doubt the things that I say - but it doesn't know me as a woman, just a little girl who used to lie to get out of tight spots.
it's never seen me as an adult, so I guess I can't blame it much for not knowing me as such...
the f-u-t-u-r-e seems so uncertain, yet full of all types of possiblities...that I know I can fulfill if I just get outta my own way
start being my biggest cheerleader, do some things for me, don't let commitment and loyalty scare me into being somebody I don't want to be. don't let my intuition down and never compromise me for anybody...never allow my foundation to shift so that everything built upon that rock will stand

she must not know about me....

Current mood: pissed off
racism still exists in 2007...but it's covert, people make random statements and you're just supposed to accept it b/c it's not balantly in your face. people mistake my sweet, sunny disposition and think that if you come outta your mouth sideways, i'm not going to say anything....dead wrong my dear. i don't really care that we kicked it at a happy hour or two or that you've told me about some issues you had in the past. you will never disrespect my father, my brothers, my friends and my black males in front of my face and think i won't check you on it. past or not, there's no excuse for stereotyping and i'll be _____ if you're going to say something about black men to ME and think you're going to get away with it. i'm not the one. people think just b/c a level of comfort has been established that you can all of the sudden say whatever you want. listen here, i'm not a woman first....i'm a BLACK woman first and don't you ever forget that. i will have undying loyalty to my fathers/brothers/and men of intergity and you will NOT put them into any box and come outta your mouth any type of way with me. people think b/c i put on my 'workplace' persona that i'm not still erika from richmond va. you want to see some ignorance? b/c i can show you how ignorant a negro like me can get....

or i won't...i'll just answer you and shut your ignorance butt down INTELLIGENTLY....
and show you how a BLACK woman with CLASS handles the stupidity that is YOU!

As much as I tried...

Current mood: Blessed Category: Blessed Religion and Philosophy
As much as I tried to run away from you, to find joy in other things...I could never deny my first love.
But now, I'm no longer running from you - you gave me no choice. You loved me when I didn't know I was worth loving..you showed me my beauty - you saw the best in me - even when I couldn't see it in myself.
So - I'm pretty sure I'm done running from you - I've accepted that you'll always have a permanent place in my heart and I know that I have to change to be the person you need me to be.
I've come to that state of ultimate realization...I can't hide for you anymore. You make me see myself for what I really am. That's why I'm scared of you sometimes. And even when you reprove me you do it in such in tender, caring way, that it makes me feel guilty for running in the first place.
and it brings me back to you...
all of this time I thought the quarter life crises I was going thought I was going through was just a part of life - I never realized that it was b/c i didn't have you anymore...at least we weren't tight like we used to be and I wasn't relying on you to be my...everything..
But now, i'm here, I can't dodge this thing anymore -this love thing, this real thing, this true live connection thing - that i share with you and no one else.
You're the one who had my back when no one else did, and protected me even when I didn't realize that I was under attack...words cannot express the way I feel...
so i guess I'll keep typing until what I say matches up with this butterflying feeling on the inside of the gut of my stomach...
so this is what revelation feels like? it's scary, but exciting - to know that I can't live without you and before it sounded so corny and cliche - but now I know that I can never leave my first love...
so I'm right back where I belong - in your arms where I have the peace that surpasses all understanding. Thank you for keeping me through this and showing me that all roads lead back to you.....
amen

i think i could...

Current mood: refreshed Category: Life
Could I look into those brown eyes every morning?
i think i could
b/c at least with you, i know that despite whatever's going on outside or around - you will always take care of me
just like i wanna take care of you and be that wifey type that prays with you each Sunday - shoot, everyday...and kisses you on your nose and eyelids each night - shoot, and every morning...
Could I see myself as your other half?
i think i could
b/c you know the delicate thin line between being firm and gentle with me and you know which ways to push me and when to tell me to stop and how to motivate me; even when you need motivating yourself
just like i yearn to push you into higher heights and deeper depths and be that down chick who's sweet and loving but gets sassy with you when you try to act like you don't have no sense
Could i love you for the rest of my life?
i think i could
b/c you love hard and passionately, and i know that you would do whatever it was in your power to make me happy
just like i would do the same for you b/c when you hurt, I feel your pain and I just want to take it all away from you
it's not that I think it, it's really that I know what a life would be like with you
i know how it feels to lay in your arms and talk about everything and nothing
and i know what its like for you to complete my thoughts with a kiss and
how it feels to really be my self, goofy and happy and joking and love how it
feels to know that you get me and laugh too even when i say the craziest things
at the most inopportune time and how i stick to my guns on things even when my
body tries to betray me and how you don't ever, haven't ever pushed me to do anything
that I don't want to do and i just love the way you make me feel and the way I feel when i'm
with you sorta like everything is just going to be okay or more like its just you and I that exist
in the world and it don't really matter what goes on as long as I can be with you - who cares
you just make me feel so good inside and outside that i don't really care what
happens as long as I can
wake up to you every morning
i think i could

Baby

Current mood: thoughtful Category: Romance and Relationships
BEE AAA BEE WHY
I just can't seem to get over the way you make me feel inside and everytime I try to pretend this feeling isn't real I'm reminded why I care about my
BEE AAA BEE WHY
so much because you fill an empty place and I didn't know existed
I never saw this empty space until my
BEE AAA BEE WHY
loved me the way I needed to be loved. Suprised to know that you are my
BEE AAA BEE WHY
you make my heart beat faster, my cheeks turn rosy
my voice get higher, my laugh get louder, my
BEE AAA BEE WHY




WHY WHY WHY....you gotta go and do that love, huh?

Love note...

Current mood: happy Category: Life
You can just write me a love note and tell me how you feel. Because that connect between you and me is fueled by the fact that you're Intelligent, Youthful and Adaptable and I'm Determined, Emotional, Passionate and Exciting and together - what you get when you mix that up is a love note from me to you that says simple things like hey. boo. i. miss. you. just. thinking. about. you. you. can. call. if. you. have. some. free. time. when. are. you. coming. through. it's. been. so. long. I. can't. wait. to. see. you.
You can just call me in the middle of the day to say hey when you get a break because that connect between me and you is something that needs to be expressed thru acts. and thru things that don't mean that much to the average jane or joe. sometimes just to say hey. you. I. was. just. thinking. about. you. and. I. decided. to. call. just. to. say. hey. how's. your. day. what. you. working. on. working. hard. or. hardly. working. i. gotta. go. and. get. back. to. what. I. was. doing. have. a. good. day. I'll. call. you. later.
You can just write me a love note....

Love Happens...

Current mood: indescribable Category: Romance and Relationships
Love happens at the craziest times...with the craziest people. And a lot of times there's really nothing you can do to control it. As much as logic tells you that this cannot happen, at least not right now and not with this person, your heart tends to have a mind of it's own. It's own logic..the logic that bascially makes no sense..whatevers the opposite of "right."
At least maybe that's how my heart works...
It tends to find love in the most complicated, unreasonable situations. It finds love in the things that don't quite know how to love themselves. My heart tries to help and nurture it and to allow it to see that they are worth loving..even if its them learning to love themselves. And maybe my heart believes that everything - if its loved properly will eventually realize their full potential.
I mean - Logically - I cannot teach with my love what hasn't been taught to them through life experiences or upbringing. Unless someone really ready to learn....I'm not into "missionary" loving...trying to "save" someone from themselves.
Too bad my heart didn't get the memo.

"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness."

Current mood: content Category: Life
If I had to describe the way I feel about things - this would be the perfect explanation of my emotions...madness coupled with reason...does that make sense?
If you strip away the past and all of the things you've been thru and I've been thru - wouldn't everything be perfect? wouldn't they make sense? but when you add life and complexities to the situation - you get just that...a situation vs. a relationship.
Instead of this being a love story, it just becomes an intense, passionate SITUATION...can situations become permanent fixtures? Or does the word itself imply a fleeting desire....
I want to know what this means - but I'm enjoying the confusion :) The chaos of me and you or the lack of me and you is exhilarating...its that storybook torrid affair and we're not on the last chapter yet...which is good b/c I don't wanna know how it ends. I just wanna enjoy being confused with you...making sense of things - being responsible is what I've done for the past 7 years.
and I'm only 23...
I just wanna be reckless and free and chaotic - with you...is that wrong?
I'm only 23....
who wants commitment when you have passion? who wants to meet the family when I've been formally introduced to your soul?
I mean, shoot - I'm only 23...
who wants a ring when I have your wit, your charisma and your laughter? who wants to be responsible when I can just be spontaneous - with you?
what have I got to lose - I'm just 23...
I just wanna get lost in your mind and relish in the fact that I don't understand exactly what I'm doing and why I'm doing it - I just wanna know that I'm doing it - with you...

Inspiration...

Current mood: creative Category: Blogging
You make me wanna write..want to say things I've never said before in a way I've never said them
and I don't know why - I've never done this type of thing before..
sure I've been inspired
but not like this
it's at times when I start to think about you and what you've brought into my life...
laughter; friendship; and someone who i can talk to about everything
it just makes me wanna write
and write
until my fingers fall off

thanks for being my muse....

~E~

Passing me by so quickly....

So..LIFE - is coming at me at WARP speed - I mean, WHERE IS THE TIME GOING?? When did we become adults?
I swear - people keep trying to make me 24 - but dangnit - my birthday's NOT for another month...so stop trying to age me, lol...
The other day - I looked at one of my mentee's myspace page and it had some provocative lyrics on it...so I saw him and I was like, "I'm going to beat you for having those grown lyrics on your page" and he was like, "E - I'm 19 years old" and I was like, "HUH??? WHATT??? When the heck did this happen????!!!!" I could've sworn this dude was still in high school - but no...he was seriously grown, with a job and I was utterly confused and baffled as to WHEN this all happened?
I mean - my baby sister is daggone 20 years old now!! She's talking about grad school! WHAT?? When did she become an adult???
And my other mentee is like writing poems about men breaking her heart!?? When did she get a heart? When did she get a MAN!?!?
When did I become a "mentor??" When did I start caring about elections and taxes? I mean, YES, I was a political science major...but all of that wasn't real - Like I really care now b/c my pockets and my life are affected. And since when did I care about people's feelings - so much so that I wanted to DO something to help improve their quality of life...just so they would be happier and realize their dreams and goals?
and why can't I stop loving people? even when I really really really want to?
when did I become heath conscious?
when did my parents become my "friends?"
when did my friends become my brothers and sisters? Why do I love them like we were blood relatives?? why would I fight for them if someone/something ever tried to harm them??
when did I start working on cases that would change people's lives - and when did I start traveling for work - who in the heck gave me a business expense account or a corporate visa??
when did I start thinking about what I said before I said it...when I did start forgiving those who hurt me in the past?
how come looks and dress aren't the only things that appeal to me any more?
when did I start looking past the package and into the heart of a man?
when did I realize that "cool" people are really the "wack" people and the "quirky" people are really the "cool" ones??
when did I realize that writing helped me to express the feelings in etched in the corner of my heart?
when did I figure out that dancing is a necessary release and music is a passion that will never be quenched?
who told me that the greatest person in the world is one who's responsible with their feelings and the feelings of others?when did I become a woman, instead of a girl - where did college go and how come I didn't realize that I was in the real world - until just now??

ummmm...yeah....

Current mood: confused
trying to be so sure is the hardest part. i can't tell if i'm making the right decision, going in the right direction - many parts of me scream that this is right so perfect so true...other parts say hold on you can't make this decision so fast. many tell me you are all wrong and other say you are so right. pop-ups from the past, flashbacks of easy street but the street wasn't so easy for me to navigate b/c i'm here right now, aren't i? i keep trying to ask for the answers and all you do is give me questions so i ask more and more and i keep getting more questions on top of questions on top of uneasiness, mixed with pollution and then it's shaken with doubt and uncertainty of who i should be....with.

confusion.

Enough....

Current mood: creative

Good enough to be a "wifey," refined enough to take to your company Christmas party, down enough to be with you - even if you're on the "come up," bourgie enough that you'll learn something new when you hang out, fly enough to be on your arm if you're trying to impress someone, caring enough to pray you through your hardest times, fun enough to make your boyz laugh, sweet enough to do and say those extra things to make a man smile, cool enough to be your best friend, social enough to know what's what and who's who, chill enough to know that most of the time that stuff doesn't even matter, connected enough to make her net "work," educated enough to get any job she wants, pretty enough to accentuate her beauty, intelligent enough to know how to showcase where her REAL value lies, spunky enough to not back down from you, perceptive enough to know when it's time to shut up, exposed enough to cry in front of you, brave enough to have your back, supportive enough to take care of business – whether you ask for it or not, tough enough to let you fall a little bit if it means you're going to learn a valuable lesson, respectful enough to introduce to your moms, sassy enough to get along with your sister, soft enough to smile "just because," girly enough to write in pink bubble letters, independent enough to know that she doesn't NEED you, vulnerable enough to see that she'd rather not be without you.... I am "THAT" girl :)

it.was.all.a.dream

Current mood: confused

Category: Romance and Relationships

I kept trying to find you…I searched for you everywhere. It wasn't much I was looking for, just someone who showed that they cared…..
A little bit about me, what I was trying to say, showed appreciation when I listened, was excited that I prayed
For you last night when you were going through something, provided a listening ear, when you felt like venting.
About all of the BS you were going through at work, laughed and agreed when you said your boss was a jerk.
For not understanding that the traffic was bad that day and threatened to write you up, but this time you would receive a warning…at least that day –
I kept searching for you and I knew you weren't that complicated – just an average guy who called when he stated…showed a bit of something that's been lacking in all of the others, a powerful thing called follow through – it wasn't until my adulthood that I realized how important…
It was for someone to call when they said they would, someone to be there when they should, someone to actually set expectation and meet me there…someone to be committed – dang…that's rare?
You knew I didn't care if you were struggling to realize that dream your parents deferred, I didn't care if you looked like Tyrese or Tyson Beckford…if you were struggling to lose that last 20 lbs, I didn't matter to me…because my attraction, my love for you would be more than skin deep.
I mean, I knew you would love me in spite of all of my flaws…my imperfections, my bad days…
Some say my mouths too big and I say too much how I feel – and my hairs to nappy, my thoughts too real….my hips are too big, my attitude to quirky….my fantasies too grandiose…my reality – too murky.
I figured if could just find you, you'd get it…find my imperfections endearing – my honesty refreshing…but I just couldn't see where you were…
I mean, I tried to talk to someone who was older – I thought maybe you were with him. Figured he be more mature – know exactly what he was looking for. Found out he was just as immature as the 20-something I dealt with before.
Maybe your with this guy who is completely different that me…polar opposites of the spectrum, I'm A….he's Z. Guess what they say is true, opposites attract…but they don't stay together – too much ying and yang, so….hmm, that's that.
I thought I found you again, this time, he was my friend. But what starts out as friendship, doesn't sustain was you bring in the L word to the equation.
Finally….I found you, yesterday – it was so unexpected. I couldn't believe FINALLY – here he is…I closed my eyes – and I realized that I was dreaming. You exist in my mind and you haven't yet manifested in reality….it's frustrating that I haven't been able to see what I know is so real. B/c I know there's something more to this…something tangible, something factual.
You told me all you wanted to do was to see inside my soul, not get into my clothes
Just get lost inside some conversation about what the future holds
For me and you and it doesn't matter if I wanted to move slow, it was my mind, my spirit, you were trying to get to know….
You wanted to send me notes in the morning before I headed off to work
Be that person who came through, shoulder to lean on, give support.
You said you wanted to ask me why I did and said the things that I do, understand, listen..know who I was entirely…through and through.
I was amazed when you said you would endure the arguments, the tough times and stay there when things weren't rosy.
Imagine my shock when you told me what I was asking for wasn't too much…what I expected didn't make you back down. The things that attracted you to me were the things that would keep you around…you wouldn't resent me when I pushed you to higher ground.
That I motivated you to be a better man, that somehow you knew this was a part of God's perfect plan. You didn't find my brand of humor goofy or childish….you chuckled when I watched the Disney channel – you encouraged my keyboard wackness…
Inside jokes, pet names, laughter and humor…our love is this type of thing that brings the sunshine out – I can't believe you see it that same way I do…
I don't want to open my eyes and see that you aren't true, right now…I just want to dream about you sweeping me off my feet, not that you might not show up when I'm not sleep.
When I meet you here, in a sea of dreams – everything is possible. I know I can do it on my own, but shoot – its much easier being taken care of inside this dream world, not worrying about let down after let down, not wondering if they'll finally get it right.
So…for tonight, I won't worry about the fact that I haven't seen you on this side of my eyelids…
I'll just go back to sleep
And let
My dreams reinforce that fact I KNOW you're real
You just haven't manifested
Quite yet
Outside of my dreams…
Night.