My Operaoh the random-ness of it all
Tuesday, March 11, 2008 12:21:58 AM
i went to bed around 2:30am with a head full of "thoughts" & woke up with a million more. some of them were extremely redundant, jus phrased in different ways, & some of them were brand new. in any event, i want them out! so, here we go...
lyrical persuasion: music of my mind
u got me caught up n a daze & i can't seem 2 understand what i've been thinking. & although u come in clearly, now, it's hard 4 me 2 turn around & keep from blinking. all that i can do is b there, & heaven knows that i swear, u do something 2 me.
i wanna b the last number u call late @ nite, the first 1 that u dail when u open your eyes. wanna b the 1 u run 2. wanna b the 1 that aint gon hurt u. what ever u need, baby, it's all on me. i wanna be...
i taste sweet melodies, everytime i kiss u. i yearn & toss & turn, every time i find myself missing u. i feel sexy & confident when i illuminate n your eyesight. i feel speechless & spellbound, so, what's the use of trying 2 put up the fight?
i'm into u... no 1 else will do, cause w/ every kiss & every hug, u make me fall in love. now, i know i can't b the only 1... i bet it's hearts all over the world tonight, w/ the love of their life, who feel what i feel when i'm w/ u.
we're @ the crossroads, my dear. where do we go from here? maybe u won't go, maybe u'll stay. i know i'm gonna miss u either way.
almost heard u sayin', u were finally free. what was always missing 4 u, u found it n me. u can't get 2 heaven, half off the ground & everybody knows, almost doesn't count.
eye 1der: i'm jus sayin'
eye 1der... who the hell keeps calling me from a blocked number & not sayin' anything... jus holding the phone like a fuckin' idiot! i guess they can't get enough of hearing me say, "hello? hello? okay, dummy... good-bye!" if i didn't have friends whose #'s appear blocked, i wouldn't even bother answering. (sigh)
eye 1der... what you're going to think when you read this. i always 1der what the hell you're thinking & that drives me crazy on so many levels! (lol)
eye 1der... when i'll be able to see your name on my caller i.d. & simply ignore it, like i do with so many others.
eye 1der... where the phrase, "all is fair in love & war" came from. the person who coined that one must have known love is like being knee-deep in the trenches, fighting tooth and nail, for your very fuckin' life! (lol) & it really shouldn't be. should it? i don't think it should...
eye 1der... why it's do difficult for you to see things from my point of view. in all actuality, i think you do... you jus don't want to admit it cause that would mean you'll have to decide what you want to do. and that has absolutely nothing to do with me, dude.
the ?uestions: huh? what?
how come i keep doing this to myself? honestly, i think i must be some kind of masochist! i survived when i no longer had a "romantic" connection with the poet, and the recluse... and i thought both of those would be damn near impossible... so i know i'll move past you, too. the ?uestion is when? and how come the answer can't be, "right now"!?
how come it's always so easy to do the wrong thing and so damn difficult to be righteous?
how come it had to be him?!! out of all the "close, but no cigar" interactions i've encountered over the last few months, how come the first person i could, quite possibly, feel everything for had to be him?!! damn.
how come i think you're the only person who can rescue me from the before-mentioned situation?
how come i hid out, all day & night, saturday like a punk? that "S" on my chest felt so fuckin' heavy! and is it jus my imagination or was it burning my skin?
it's jus wish-full thinking: put that on everything
i wish i could snap my fingers, click my heels together 3 times, wiggle my nose... or something... and instantly return my life to much simpler times.
i wish you hadn't used the "L" word. fa real.
i wish benita was here. she'd know exactly what to do. well, that's probably not entirely true; but at least she'd be able to make me laugh until i cried, or baby me up until i felt better, or get me drunk, or somethin'! (lol) she took such good care of me... all the time.
i wish you'd finally realize and admit that even though we're not each anothers "type", we're actually right and would be great together. then we could go about the business of living happily ever after!
i wish i was feeling poetic today.
i think i've spent enough time "thinking". the longer i sit here, contemplating shit, the more inviting those 13 cats or inmate #0121345678 are becoming! (LOL... inside joke y'all!)
peace, hugs, & it's all love
lyrical persuasion: music of my mind
u got me caught up n a daze & i can't seem 2 understand what i've been thinking. & although u come in clearly, now, it's hard 4 me 2 turn around & keep from blinking. all that i can do is b there, & heaven knows that i swear, u do something 2 me.
i wanna b the last number u call late @ nite, the first 1 that u dail when u open your eyes. wanna b the 1 u run 2. wanna b the 1 that aint gon hurt u. what ever u need, baby, it's all on me. i wanna be...
i taste sweet melodies, everytime i kiss u. i yearn & toss & turn, every time i find myself missing u. i feel sexy & confident when i illuminate n your eyesight. i feel speechless & spellbound, so, what's the use of trying 2 put up the fight?
i'm into u... no 1 else will do, cause w/ every kiss & every hug, u make me fall in love. now, i know i can't b the only 1... i bet it's hearts all over the world tonight, w/ the love of their life, who feel what i feel when i'm w/ u.
we're @ the crossroads, my dear. where do we go from here? maybe u won't go, maybe u'll stay. i know i'm gonna miss u either way.
almost heard u sayin', u were finally free. what was always missing 4 u, u found it n me. u can't get 2 heaven, half off the ground & everybody knows, almost doesn't count.
eye 1der: i'm jus sayin'
eye 1der... who the hell keeps calling me from a blocked number & not sayin' anything... jus holding the phone like a fuckin' idiot! i guess they can't get enough of hearing me say, "hello? hello? okay, dummy... good-bye!" if i didn't have friends whose #'s appear blocked, i wouldn't even bother answering. (sigh)
eye 1der... what you're going to think when you read this. i always 1der what the hell you're thinking & that drives me crazy on so many levels! (lol)
eye 1der... when i'll be able to see your name on my caller i.d. & simply ignore it, like i do with so many others.
eye 1der... where the phrase, "all is fair in love & war" came from. the person who coined that one must have known love is like being knee-deep in the trenches, fighting tooth and nail, for your very fuckin' life! (lol) & it really shouldn't be. should it? i don't think it should...
eye 1der... why it's do difficult for you to see things from my point of view. in all actuality, i think you do... you jus don't want to admit it cause that would mean you'll have to decide what you want to do. and that has absolutely nothing to do with me, dude.
the ?uestions: huh? what?
how come i keep doing this to myself? honestly, i think i must be some kind of masochist! i survived when i no longer had a "romantic" connection with the poet, and the recluse... and i thought both of those would be damn near impossible... so i know i'll move past you, too. the ?uestion is when? and how come the answer can't be, "right now"!?
how come it's always so easy to do the wrong thing and so damn difficult to be righteous?
how come it had to be him?!! out of all the "close, but no cigar" interactions i've encountered over the last few months, how come the first person i could, quite possibly, feel everything for had to be him?!! damn.
how come i think you're the only person who can rescue me from the before-mentioned situation?
how come i hid out, all day & night, saturday like a punk? that "S" on my chest felt so fuckin' heavy! and is it jus my imagination or was it burning my skin?
it's jus wish-full thinking: put that on everything
i wish i could snap my fingers, click my heels together 3 times, wiggle my nose... or something... and instantly return my life to much simpler times.
i wish you hadn't used the "L" word. fa real.
i wish benita was here. she'd know exactly what to do. well, that's probably not entirely true; but at least she'd be able to make me laugh until i cried, or baby me up until i felt better, or get me drunk, or somethin'! (lol) she took such good care of me... all the time.
i wish you'd finally realize and admit that even though we're not each anothers "type", we're actually right and would be great together. then we could go about the business of living happily ever after!
i wish i was feeling poetic today.
i think i've spent enough time "thinking". the longer i sit here, contemplating shit, the more inviting those 13 cats or inmate #0121345678 are becoming! (LOL... inside joke y'all!)
peace, hugs, & it's all love
