Hello Stranger

 Well don't you look at that? Can't help but notice a figure of a girl that makes me remember back. Back when I just a student of something irregular feeling that. Vibe I get with a blunt in my hand, kicking back. Have a guy in a wheelchair saying "I'm feeling that".  Something that will have an archaeologist saying "I'm digging that". But it's not a fossil but is it possible to walk to a lady who was your ex and send you into that awkward mode? "Hi, how you doing?" She turned around you see her face it's like digging up ruins. Beautiful as the colors of a sunset. See her I get flashbacks how could I  forget? The conversations we had. Through the times I was glad. I had that shoulder she could cry on cause I knew she was sad. The laughs I took her through because I knew she was mad. That one girl you always thought was beautiful now she grown up and bad. Took so long to get dressed but there wasn't no make up she added. About to lay some game on her like I was a player. Ended up sitting down with an old friend and caught up I couldn't swear nothing stranger. 

 Ain't it plain? To see you fly by me. Or is it strange? To see you bump into me. I go back to the day's. We had something different. Radio's where our song played. We sat back and listened. Cup of coffee describes your description, with a little bit cream. Fall off because of some bullshit, it wasn't what it seemed. We haven't talked cause of anger. But that's all for the hangers. Cause I just bump into an old spark for the gas and all I can say is hello stranger.

I seen this woman with a nice smile. Thinking how can I lay it down. My game that is. Off of a couple lines I got her laughing off my charming witts. Trading pics. On the phone keeping her up when I ain't really saying shit. I got love for the girl who don't make me think I can just hit. College pretty girl, city girl on my level I just wanted to tell you. That if I have you in my life the moments would be so special. It's sounds corny, I would rather be lonely. No girl ever wants the good guy no time for the story. Busy. I ain't get no texts from you today so I guess you busy. Or you don't find me at all charming you just say you do to diss me. It's cool I just wanted a future. Have a notebook filled with all of the kama sutra's. Cause this club shit ain't all what it's all hyped up to be. Just "bad bitches" and wanna be's this ain't right for me. Drunk or either alone it was a bad sight to see. My homie were like moses it was their favorite part to see. Not me, I want something more profound, get out of town. "There's plenty of fish in the sea" well I'd rather drown.

I can't believe it. She texted me and had me in the ceilings. The most fulfilling. I was gone at her smile but astound at her sex appealing. Woke up and I'm wet dreaming. Sweat streaming. Keep that a secret. None of my homies knew I ditched them just to keep seeing. That ass in my bed. Not in my head. I knew that I would be in danger. Who would've thought I'd be whipped after that one text "hello stranger".