When I’m not with you, I play our songs on repeat, a loop of love if you will.
I play these songs because I can feel you through each lyric, even if you’re not really here.
As if your being is poured out through my little phone speaker, to comfort me.
It’s there, when Isaiah Rashad sings Wat U Sed, takes me back to Wat U Sed Monday morning as you left for work: I love you.
Watch when kaytranada sings taste, I can begin to taste the sweet caress of our lips.
See then, how Doechii sings stressed, I can feel you stripping me of that days pains.
But notice, when don toliver sings Drugs and hella Melodie’s, it’s like an instant euphoria.
Because the last time we listened to this song, I was high in your arms, floating through the melody of your voice as you say: “I love you”
Each replay, is not just another song playing, but a replay of our love. So I replay these songs at least 6 times a day, because I get to love you 6 more times every day.
(TO) OLAND
O pen up and tell your Mom.
L ife is not to shun.
A spire to be who you are.
N ever defeat your goals.
D on't deny your soul.
(TO) TONY RASHAD
T ogether is a strong word
O ften use with opposite annotation.
N ever interpret it as such
Y our strength magnifies a deeper intelligence.
R a reached for the sun in
A ncient Egypt.
S ky bound he was as the sun god.
H e command his chariot above as
A pharaoh of divine powers.
D on’t deny yours.
(TO) EMILY NIK’OLE-BLAIR
E xpressive character with
M onumental truths that are
I nfluence by
L ife potential wealth.
Y esterday is our history.
N o matter how far the sun rise
I am always part of your stride.
K eeping the pace through contact
O ver the phone or via writing.
L ive life to be fulfilled with your desires.
E veryday make worthwhile.
B ecause we are from the same blood
L et’s remain in focus of what we
A spire to attain.
I know we are of similar minds in that we are
R eady to leave the past behind.
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Penned February 27, 2015!
Revised March 02, 2015!
Only seventeen && I've been
through hell
Like the time I met Kenny who got
caught stealing from taco bell
Or Rashad who talked a lot &&
nearly drove me insane
Tim, Tom, Thomas couldn't even
remember my damn name
Shawn was way down for peace
Charles was to possessive to kept
&& Devin only cared about weed
Troy had no heart and all game
Donald's crazy self thought I'll take
him back like he changed -__-
Bobbys hobby was pure sex
&& the only time I seen Carter is
when I had a check
Any regrets??
No, just another thing crossed off on
my list of "what I look for best"
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