OoooooOOOOooo let me tell you about this guy i met
not anywhere public---um i met him on the internet
don't worry- i read his whole profile and seen all his pics
he was tall and athletically built and the pic of his whip was sick!
he was an educated man
get rich or die trying was his plan
i didn't have to dumb down for him to understand-
me, and--i just couldn't find anything wrong
his music was dope; he was killing me softly with his song
no woman no drama no kids (that he knows of)
dont live with his momma -damn this could be LOVE
he lives 1600 miles away--damn THAT sucks
buuuuut, fixable with a long weekend and 150 bucks
we made our plans and promises for the next holiday
during which time we IM'd and chatted our minutes away
sharing every intricate detail down to the food we ate
we were closer than most yet the furthest away
and then came that day
that glorious day
bags packed
BEEN did that
i
was
rea--dy!
i
mean
abso
lutely
posi
tively
READY!
and so was he...
or so i hoped he'd be
because ready or not
they called for rows C thru E
ohhhhh that was me!!
nervously i grabbed my belongings
and just as I'm boarding
my berry rings
its my SWEET THING
before i can get out my greeting
he says: promise me you won't get mad if i tell you something....
Part deuce comin soon....
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