2.24.2010

he's baaaaack...

this is my obligatory"all the way girlt up" post.

sooo one of my best friends in the world contacted the guy i used to talk to for like all of last year, and she told him that i was moping around and i missed him and i was singing old sad love songs and so on and so forth. and it's true. i really love/d him, to my chagrin. i'd like to be utterly emotionless, but i can't. he wouldn't let me.
but he has this sexxxy baritone voice that makes me melt like errtime i hear it, and these gorgeous brown eyes and full lips and smooth dark skin--he's very dark, and usually i like 'em light-bright-almost white but he changed my taste and errthing...madness--and he's taller than me (not that that's hard, with my lollipop-guild-representing-tail) and he's from chi-town...and he says he missed me too and can't wait to talk to me either...!...mmm...aight, take it back, take it back...i presented y'all wit too much information...
and i'm sad to say that i utterly girled out when i learned this.
i mighta squealed.
but...i am presented with a dilemma.
because i stopped talking to him when my mama found out he was 25.
yeahhh buddy. ya girl likes them older.
if he robbing the cradle by talking to me, then i guess i'm robbing the morgue, right? but i digress.
the other problem is that he might call me once a month. do y'all know how upsetting getting called once a month is?
nawww, playa, y'all don't understand. let me break this down for you.

*cue dream sequence*

aight. so it's the beginning of the month.
sexiness personified: baby, i'ma call you tomorrow.
the fool, a.k.a. me: you are?
s.p.: yes, baby. i promise.
--tomorrow comes--
no call.
--next day--
no call.
--three weeks later--
nope.
and by this time, i've either caved and called the man, or...
--the very next night--
now i've been thinking for the past 3-4 weeks that when this dude calls...i'ma ice him out...i ain't saying i love him...i ain't doing NONE of it! yeah! that's what happens when y'ain't call when you said you would!
-phone rings-
-i'm half asleep and angry at getting woke up-
fool: *angry voice* hello?!
s.p.: hey, baby...
fool: *melts* heyyy...

*end dream sequence*

can you see how that mess will jack your mind up? i'm not fond of that. at all.
but...he's worth it.

*end girling out*

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