my world according to me.

I found it today while looking for something else. Thought I’d share…

We started as friends

No thoughts of romance

You were my source of security

My confidant

The only one I could depend on

Deeper feelings arose

But I kept them all inside

Never sharing how I felt

Until that one night

What a mistake it was

Giving you the upper hand

Deluded myself into thinking that

You really were my man

Moved beyond the limits of friends

Into unchartered territory better left alone

I built you up

Fed your ego

Boosted you

Helped you along

Set aside my pride and sacrificed

Time after time

I should have known better

But I lost myself in you

Now who’s the fool? (me)

Friends said I was too easy

Let you get away with murder

Like a puppet on a string

Where you’d go, I’d follow

Got caught up in the idea of love

Finding my soul mate

That special perfect one for me

So caught up that I lost focus

Of what was really important

Left myself by the wayside

Centered my world around you

It was all you all the time

No time for family or friends

Because I was too busy tryna please you

But now I realize that

I’ve fucked up my life

I need to move on from you

Get my act together

‘Cause there’s no one to blame for this mess

But myself

Hey,

You wanna?

Me

*should be noted that I don’t currently have a crush

Mmmm, Gerry Butler! : )

Do any of you know who is responsible for all of these ICON cds I see being released lately? I ask because I’m listening to the E.Badu installment of the series know and started screaming because they have The Roots’ “You Got Me” on here, but it’s the Jill Scott version. Granted the versions are hella similar, but there’s a clear difference.

Jill Scott’s Version: http://www.youtube.com/v/7kwswAM2ukQ

Erykah Badu’s version: http://www.youtube.com/v/UxR5sROpLQQ

Keekaleeks-

Hey Mama! How are things? Blahblahblah insert small talk here. YaddaYaddaYadda obligatory gushing about my adorable, precious nieces goes here. Now that we’ve gotten all of that out of the way, can we get real for a second? Though the gigantic chasm of religious differences has strained our friendship, I will forever refer to you as my best friend.

A lot people hold stock in frequency of interaction with a friend to qualify the level of friendship they have. Not me. I haven’t seen you in person in Lord knows how long. We have a text message exchange catching up every couple months. Phone calls are even more infrequent than those text exchanges. That means nothing to me. I know that if I needed you at three am on a Wednesday morning, you’d drop everything to be there. And you know I’d do just the same.

We’ve been through a lot with friends, family, boys, men, school, work, BABIES!!! & life in general. Each time we’ve been there for each other, no questions asked. There are not many people who can call me on my bullshit as frankly as you do. There is hardly anyone who can tell from one word spoken aloud the depth or shallowness of the feeling behind it. No one in my life has come close to the unwavering show of loyalty, courage, tenacity, & silliness that it takes to be my friend.

You’re the Beyonce to my Kelly and the Gayle to my Oprah. You da bessssssssssssssss.

I love you, girl!

-Nettie (& you know I love you since you’re the only person living besides my daddy that I let get away w/ calling me this!)