I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
What happens when you're given something that distracts you from the real world? Not to be confused with something that is necessarily bad; its actually good. Great. Is that a bad thing? its like i asked before: is to much of a good thing a bad thing?
"its like: I breathe him in and he makes me high".
i feel that its hard to switch from shit to strawberries...example: so its no secret, i have had the worse luck when it comes to relationships...cheated on, mislead, even having the man who said he cared about me to go as far as becoming physical with me. and now, i have an incredible man who cares, he's gentle towards my feelings, and is sincere in it all. yet, i find myself drowning in my used to be sorrows and thinking that he may be a set up.
Do i know its unfair to him? yes. Do i know its wrong to assume he's gonna hurt me? yes. Am i foolish? probably, but i can't deny that my mind doesn't wonder and pride steps in to hinder the happiness i want to see, and shows the dark shadows of depression, doubting myself and my worth and i crash.
I am constantly overdosing on the thought of Mr.Impeccable coming in and rescuing me from my hurtful past. Its the only thing that calms my nerves, having my lovedrug in my bloodstream. I want him close, need him the most but @ the same time....losing it the way I do, abusing him this way will kill me if he was to ever leave me.
he's truly priceless and I know this. He is a King worthy of me as his Queen. He makes everything mo' better. i know i'm a handful and sometimes am difficult to deal with but remember this babe:
I can't lie, you never seize to amaze me
at times you talk, and i swear that you're crazy
I learned a long time ago
the pride doesn't help it only hurts
Four months strong and we're looking like a plan
I'm looking like your woman and your looking like my man
and thats all i want baby...forgive me.
28 July 2009
02 July 2009
Cîroc and Lemonade
DRINK RESPONSIBLY
I can feel pass his skin right to his energy
I can feel his heart beating, ours at the same time
Floating so high, I swear we're soaring...
He is the intoxication of all my fears.
That makes me fearless,
he melts me with his touch
just physical? no. but mentally, spiritually,emotionally.
He comforts me
Feeling the way I do, its hard to keep focused. the lovely words he speaks, knocks me off my feet. The feelings i feel are completely undescribable. To be treated as a Nubian Queen, understanding the high standards that were set before entering into my world and abiding by them as though it was his owners manual on how to keep up the maintenance on me. the mere thought of him can change my day from rainy to feeling like he sent the sun to peek out the clouds just to say hi when he's not with me. and it makes every bit of a difference in my world just to know his heart is with mine. Infatuation? nah. i'm thankful for the man he is. There's no confusion as to what he wants, his goals, his vision. And when he works towards his mark, its the epitome of sexy.
When i wake up stressing my yesterdays, and the walls start closing in, there he is. its amazing how his kiss can make the drama not exist, in the simplest form..he comes to rescue me. calming my nerves. Everything that is precious or lovely reminds me of him. he's my breath of fresh air. the most beautiful crayon in the box that i've never used. i am drowning deep in us. If anything ever should change in him he wouldn't have to worry. I’d be standing still because i know I’m moving with the right wheel. I can't control the feeling. he digs me from the floor to the ceiling and i know he feels me even when i comb my hair.
He has awaken apart of me somebody else tried to destory. He has nursed my heart and soul back to health. from bitter to better to best. he says i fell in his lap, but he caught me falling and now i'm securely standing. Not behind him but beside him. I'm in it to win it. he knows that i write this to let him know whats on my mind. he has given me a piece a heaven, he has opened up my eyes. Lemonade and Cîroc: You being us? Never.
I can feel pass his skin right to his energyI can feel his heart beating, ours at the same time
Floating so high, I swear we're soaring...
He is the intoxication of all my fears.
That makes me fearless,
he melts me with his touch
just physical? no. but mentally, spiritually,emotionally.
He comforts me
Feeling the way I do, its hard to keep focused. the lovely words he speaks, knocks me off my feet. The feelings i feel are completely undescribable. To be treated as a Nubian Queen, understanding the high standards that were set before entering into my world and abiding by them as though it was his owners manual on how to keep up the maintenance on me. the mere thought of him can change my day from rainy to feeling like he sent the sun to peek out the clouds just to say hi when he's not with me. and it makes every bit of a difference in my world just to know his heart is with mine. Infatuation? nah. i'm thankful for the man he is. There's no confusion as to what he wants, his goals, his vision. And when he works towards his mark, its the epitome of sexy.
When i wake up stressing my yesterdays, and the walls start closing in, there he is. its amazing how his kiss can make the drama not exist, in the simplest form..he comes to rescue me. calming my nerves. Everything that is precious or lovely reminds me of him. he's my breath of fresh air. the most beautiful crayon in the box that i've never used. i am drowning deep in us. If anything ever should change in him he wouldn't have to worry. I’d be standing still because i know I’m moving with the right wheel. I can't control the feeling. he digs me from the floor to the ceiling and i know he feels me even when i comb my hair.
He has awaken apart of me somebody else tried to destory. He has nursed my heart and soul back to health. from bitter to better to best. he says i fell in his lap, but he caught me falling and now i'm securely standing. Not behind him but beside him. I'm in it to win it. he knows that i write this to let him know whats on my mind. he has given me a piece a heaven, he has opened up my eyes. Lemonade and Cîroc: You being us? Never.
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