I wonder how it feels to have someone want you
and only you.
I wonder how it feels to have someone on call to listen to you
no matter what time it is.
I wonder it feels to have someone have your back
no matter the circumstances.
I wonder how it feels to have someone willing to walk miles
I wrote this when I was in 8th grade and after a while of not really knowing what to call it, I ended up calling it “Forever’s a Promise”:
My feelings for you no words are compatible,
But when I speak of you, my words are accountable.
If loving you is a crime, then I am…
Daydreaming of how we were as kids. I remember when we were 12; we made a fort in the middle of my living room. This was the night I fell in love with her. Her teasing laugh, her bright brown eyes. Everything a kid my age really couldn’t resist. My hormones were racing. Then came the awkward…
She could see right through me. She could see that behind my smile, I was dying inside. I knew this time was coming soon, and that no matter what I did, it would not change what was happening at this point in time. All we could do is stare from across the river and smile. She grabbed our little…
I don’t think ladies realize how sensitive and insecure a guy could be. We have hearts. We do care about what people think of us. Some of us do look into the mirror and not like what we see. Some of us do see other guys and think “Damn why can’t I be him?”. Yeah it sounds weird, but its true. But…
I wanna be deep.
I wanna be deep in you.
I wanna be so deep in you can’t help but to moan.
Screaming so loud the neighbors can hear you two doors down.
Trying to look at me,
But your eyes keep rolling to the back of head.
Now trying to talk but you’re barely making a sound.
Flipping you…
I remember the days when I use to sit in school and try to figure out why the girls pick the guys they do. They always seem to pick Option A.
- OPTION A: The swagged out guys that has every girl ready to drop their panties. The guys that spend endless hours in the mirror licking his lips and…
Can we slow dance?
Let the music take control of our souls as we hold hands,
And pull our bodies closer.
I put my hands around your waist
You wrap arms around my neck.
Moving like we’re making love,
While we’re dancing on the deck.
Let the horns blow our minds,
With every note of the…
“Get the hell out of my face you fat whore,” words spoken from her drunk mother. Erika never really had a parental figure in her life. Like most kids growing up in the urban areas, her father wasn’t around. Not that she felt he was an important factor, but sometimes she wondered if her life…
