Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Past vs Present

It was always said that “the little things will overlook the major things.” Isn’t that the truth! This person has a huge reputation who ever know her. And for the people who don’t…you going to feel me on this.

I met this girl that kept me smiling. She keeps me on my P’s and Q’s. She even got me my first job. She is one of many who helped me be the person who I am today. She has a two sided personality. She gives me the shivers when it’s her time of the month(s). But best believe, when she want to come out of her shell, she is viewed as one of the hottest people up north. A couple of celebrities have come up to make their appearance on her so she can stamp them. When people come to visit me (Whenever they do) I definitely make sure that they introduce themselves to her. One thing I can not stop doing is just going downtown. She has this magnificent site that I can not get my eyes off of it with that delicious food. It gets me full. At times I say to myself, “go hard and fuck it” I’m headed downtown, it’s something new that I haven’t seen or felt before. When I tell my boys I’m going there, they do not like the fact that I be speaking so openly about it. Shit, to me it’s life, and it’s an experience, but I usual don’t go down there often. Only she has something that I can’t wait no longer to have in my possession. I’m not going to front, she have her days! She leaves a good impression on me whenever I under estimate. At times whenever I go to see her, I tell myself “I am only going to see her this many times because I have an addiction on her

This person helped me through my education from grade school till the time it was time for me to leave her. She hated the fact that I left and always wanted me to come back every chance I had. But she knew that our time has come to an end and people were not the same. When I do come back to her, she changes up on me. She spazzed on me for my actions. She claims that I come back a new person every time, but the only thing I can say is “I just came back a little smarter than my last visit.” I told her that I will get her name tatted on my skin (which I never had a female tatted on my skin). My momma told me about her. She said that she has missed you since you left and things have not been the same. One thing I can not forgot were the words from my mom saying “Remember, nobody gets you into trouble, except yourself.” I had to tell my mom, the next time you run into her, to give me a call because I changed my number.

When she called, I had to let her know about our relationship status. She wanted to meet in person where we first met each other. We were at the park on the swings. I just came out and told her how I felt. “Things weren’t working out between us.” I told her, that I can’t stay with her any more. She said “So you are just going to throw away what we had jus like that?” “I am not throwing it away, just not focusing on it as serious as I usual do.” She jus started pouring on me and all that I can do I just keep my head up. She wanted to know what my reason for leaving her was. My responses were “Every time I come to you I hear your name in people mouths. You did this or you did that. Why do you think my family and friends have left? They are now in a better place and I am not talking about earth either. Things aren’t what they used to be. I don’t have a challenge anymore. I don’t feel the same way that I do when I did come home. I moved on and I believe you should do the same. It seemed like u had my future planned out and coming back to this place was definitely not in my agenda.” She asked does this person keeps you satisfied, I replied with “YES! She keeps me smiling and occupied while I feel like I can’t do anything.” She wanted to know will we run into each other. I said “yes, I will come back and visit you to keep checking on you. Bottom line, I have a new family, that needs my attention.” After that statement, I just went home and packed my clothes and my belongings. I kissed my mom and told her don’t wait up for me. I caught the first flight to Baltimore, MD. While I’m about to board my flight, I took one last look and said “Goodbye Rochester!”

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