Haven't been around in a while for a number of reasons which you probably don't care about. But long story short I'm here now and that's what matters. I hope everyone is enjoying the holiday season and is being well-rested.
Anyway on my way home from a long trip to my cousin's abode, i was feeling REAL poetic. Lol...I'm an amateur but I don't think its half bad. Take a look-see...(mm, PS i don't have a title)
Its funny when its just a number on your phone
When dialed it used to make your heart beat like a ringtone
You see the text and its like your world froze
Repeating the words over and over like prose
A guilty pleasure locked within the SIM
Chances of forgetting those digits ran slim
Now the number gets lost within the texts
You skip over and hit next
Because the changes don’t make sense
Like paying for messages by the cent
Its like a switch of providers
From Cingular to T-Mobile
Your love was so global
All balled up and squeezed into ten digits
The anticipation of your existence makes one fidget
Now its like someone toggled the delete
You put the feelings in a tweet
Aimed to high and missed your heart
Now it’s time to hit on/off and restart.
Yepp, there it is. I'm not sure how great it is but I mean if its good and you want to steal or bite wait till I'm famous or something...lol #imjussayin.
Well that will be all. I feel a headache coming.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS :D
I'm into twitter love by the way : @itsyagirlolivee
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