Monday, November 9, 2009

Is he Feelin It?


So I ask myself after I get dressed, “is he feelin it?”
I mean after what we did because I know I am and from the gist of it
I can't tell
I slip on my coat slowly
I said slowly because I’m stalling
I'm preparing
for resistance....
Now I'm bleeding
You see I tripped and fell
I fell on the curb that I didn't see
my eyes are blurry
They got a little misty, while walking, to my car
Slowly...
walking slowly
I forgot to pay-attention to my feet....
so is he feelin it I mean feelin me?
Because I know I am, I hope so is he...
He must be, because he said to me
To call him when I get home he must love me
I know he cares, yea he cares for me.
Barely in the door
now I'm limping
from my fall
caused by foggy eyes
I reached for my cell
in my back pocket
in my right pocket
in my left pocket
dumped out my purse
reaching for my keys
to unlock my car…
now nursing
my left ankle
bc I twisted it
running to my car
I missed my neighbors skateboard
it snuck up on me
and I fell again, right over it.
But where's my phone?
my cell phone
I need to reach my man
My future husband or
baby daddy
so he won't stay up all night
waiting for my call
my safety call
bc I know he cares.
Yea he’s fillin it I mean he's feelin me.

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