The Experience

Many mornings have passed since I woke up with this particular person on my mind. It's so funny how things can turn out. You may have a vision for something, prayed about it, begin to see it fall into fruition, then like smoke - it's gone. I looked at a video that I made for and about this particular person. It made me smile, because even though the content in the video that I made will never be, at least for one moment in time, I was happy. No Rolex, Michael Kors, or Armani Exchange can buy you happiness. How do I know, I have tried it. Tried and true, I know what I am talking about. We have not spoken in over a month. If the opportunity for us to communicate ever occurs, my letter would go something like this. Dear Particular Person: Before we went our separate ways for the last time, the rage that I was feeling was enough to split you in two. The disrespect and pain that I was feeling was much worst. There is nothing more displeasing than to be disrespected in front of...

Today is that day.... The time of year when you share you life with your family and that special one that you love. What do the lonely do at Christmas?

Sam Cook recorded this old blues track in 1961. We were in a different time back then, but the realities of the lyrics are relevant even today. They were relevant in my life anyway. We connect to our artists by our emotions and experiences. Adele did a cover of the song on her album, 19. Her British accent and obvious sassy attitude gave the song flair and life. This song ministered to me because it gave direct insight on a situation that I was experiencing. I was in LOVE, by myself. There was an agreement to just, "be friends". In the song, there's a line that said, "if I can't have you the way I want you, I don't want you at all." So there it is. Throughout the relationship that I was in, there was a strong time strain. No time for me. No time for us. I can remember a conversation, "...you're not a priority. You're simply on a to-do list." One would think that even sane man would have left then, right? Not my stupid ass. SMH. Th...

Something must be wrong with my addition because this shit ain't adding up. I'm trying to be yours, figure you out, and I keep coming back with no luck. I get it. You're really not used to a guy like me. I'm trying hard to be your man, Like MasterCard, I'm everywhere you want me to be. I let you ask, and like Domino's, it's yours in 30 minutes. Where they do that at, didn't I say something was wrong with my addition? You're like a math problem that I can't solve, a car with no key. I believe you could have any guy in the world, and for reason you chose me. I can see much in you. You're brilliant, sexy, and classy. When you go into BITCH mode, I'm sorry baby, you can get NASTY. I'm enjoying getting to know you day by day. I hope you're in it for a while, I guess I want you to stay. I'm getting closer to solving the equation and I think I've found the formula. It's trust multiplied by love divided by pas...