24 Hours to Live....

"I want you/ 'cause you make my heart skip the beat that I drum to/
I want to be the one you run to/when pain confronts you
You're everything/sometimes I get nervous when I'm in front of you
You can hear it in my voice when I ask you if you comfortable/
Look how love do/I'd practice the Art of War for you like Sun Tzu
Come through and arouse you every morning like the sun do
If you blackout and collapse I want to help you to come to
Notice I haven't yet got into what I want from you
I want you to come too when I come through and make you shine like the sun do
I want you to be the valley for my river to run through
Your everything/send your soul through your lips to my heart
Sweet music will start/I want you to be the muse of my art
When people try to rip us apart/we got to work to stay together
Go through the seasons of love and never change with the weather
This is my wish list/what I want/not what I need/there's a difference
These days I'm learning that words got power so I'ma be specific..."

Talib Kweli on "Talk To You" from the Quality LP

If I had 24 hours to live...I would give up my eternity to spend it with you...
Every breath I take that day would be witnessed and shared with you...
You...

The muse I refuse to stop writing about...

The love I refuse to stop crying about...

Tears of joy...makee trails down my heart...

Cleansing it of all impurities/Proving...that you're all I'll ever need...
The peace of God resides with me presently...
Whenever you're in my presence...I feel joy will be here for me eternally...

But I only have 24 hours to live...

And I want to spend every 1,440 minutes in your arms...
Every 86,400 seconds should be filled with your touch...
Every blinkinhalationexhalationthought wrapped up in you...

My dying words...would be unheard...
But my smile...would be worth a million words...

23 hours and 59 minutes pass...and all I've known is love...

Now...since God has chosen to grant me one more day...

Can we share it?

Forever...

Forgetting my place...

Y'all niggas deal with emotions like b*tches
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother
You traded your soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watching his only son that made it

-Nas from "Ether" off his Stillmatic LP

I gave you a place to rest your head...
Fed you when you were hungry...
Comfort when you were broken...
Peace when you were dying inside...

Now all I hear from you is lies and inconsistencies
These unfortunate portions of your soul that chose to bare themselves to me...
On the eve of my breakthrough...
I take it you...
Are feeling yourself...

Worse than death, betrayal is hell...
A heart too big to dwell inside this fleshly shell and fragile frame
I gave you love, identity, and a new name...
I christened you "the one who would be first"
I lifted you when even family would rather see you in dirt...
I selflessly gave you footing...
Now I helplessly stand here weeping...on the inside

My tears dried in my heart and left the residue of a friendship...
Scratch that...
A Kinship...
A bond that knew no boundaries...or so I thought...
Now I want to take back all of the travailing truths that I bought...

For us...

Standing in the gap for you made me stronger....

DAMN...

I wish strength didn't hurt so much...

A Letter to The One I Was Choosing...

Dear (Name Deleted),

I know you have issues. I do too. I know you aren't trying to "jump" into a relationship. I'm not either. I know you want to "take it slow." I do too.

Don't take my kindness and understanding for a form of weakness though. That's a fatal mistake...

Correction: That WAS your fatal mistake...

I'm done with this...

Period...

No more calling me at 2 a.m. with eyes full of tears and fear enveloping your heart. No more drinks. No more meals. No more random texts during the day just to let you know that I'm thinking about you and respect you.

I'm done...

You have disrespected me and tried me for the last time...

So when you wake up and realize that I'm a GOOD guy...it'll probably be too late.

I'm moving on...

No more putting others on hold simply because I'm trying to direct our ship onto a positive course. You OFFICIALLY have taken the wind out of my sails.

I don't mind being your friend...

I think you're talented, intelligent, and VERY attractive...

Can't trust every pretty smile though...

I'll be glad to talk to you...between 9 and 5 Monday through Friday and 10-4 on Saturday.

I won't be inviting you to church anymore...

That is all.

Sincerely,
SE7EN...