SOMEONE

I want a smile that automatically brightens up my day A voice that can be nothing short of my favorite drug I need someone to call me often and remind me I'm still human after all I don't want someone who just wants to spend Friday night with me,I vouch for one who will spend all day Saturday with me I want someone who I can talk to late into the night and still ask if I'm okay early morning I want someone who can instill in me that feeling of not wanting to have it any other way Someone who is everything I'm not My other half,that's what I need © Nana.

Tales of the Ex

Nana Poet Ibrahim: I'm terrified to walk the streets without you holding my hand you left me with no choice but to turn my room into my safe house but I get scared whenever I switch on the light and still feel that my heart's stuck in the dark, scathed, each moment promising that it will hurt you as much as you hurt me with every frail pulse,I hate that I need you to prove my worth it sucks that I still love you... Skillz Tha Poet: it barely hurts to hear you say such, it barely changes my thoughts, for to me a choice it was, to let that hand go, and never again its warmth to feel, and i laugh at the site of you, as those streets you cross, in loneliness and sadness, a little pay for the games you played, Nana Poet Ibrahim: Those games I played were orchestrated by your actions I have never seen you smile at me the way you smiled at her It was in the way your face lit up when you heard her name your touch has never been as cold as it was from that moment you laid your eyes on her I sought comfort in another man's arms but nothing he did could compare to what I felt when you held me his smile did not charm me like yours did boy,it sucks that I still love you.... Skillz Tha Poet: a butterfly funeral was what we had, constant yells and incomprehensible nags, never at the table would i swallow in peace, and the bed was never a fortress, the bites and the fights, never once you a warmth did i feel, you once were the dream i loved to have, you once a thought i loved were, but of ice age became, and from heavens an angel was sent, that away my heartaches did erase, an ear she gave to my worries, a shoulder i did lean on, be it that i was wrong in my doing, but love seed to have grown old.. Nana Poet Ibrahim: Then let it be his touch I shall endure and make new memories of my new founded love and this love that seems not to leave me at peace will eventually be my past,never to be revived.... Skillz Tha Poet: and her the flower i love to pick will be, and together we shall by your house walk, in tangled finger and smiling faces, and my heart shall dance in suicidal victory, seeing you clench your fist, and make those devilish faces, and i shall kiss her at your window, a little pain to kill you slow.. ©Nana Poet Ibrahim & Skillz Tha Poet.