Sunday, September 20, 2009

Andrea

I need to get something off my chest,
To let everyone know that I am truly blessed;
I am blessed because I have an angel,
Her name begins with an A and is feisty like a bengal;
She is 5'2", Venezuelan, and of course a dime,
Her and I never fought, not even one time;
I remember when I asked her if she would be my lime,
And how I could picture getting married hearing church bells chime;
She would get painted up for my games and was my biggest fan,
And I regret everyday for not being her man;
I miss her laugh, miss her hugs, and her perfect tan,
And to make her happy I will do whatever I can;
Why was I dumb, How could I play with her heart?
I feel like I have Stabbed her and I with a heavy dart;
But then I realized that we always talk,
And when I see her gorgeous smile I can hardly walk;
And as I'm in college, she won't leave my brain,
I wanna kiss her so bad just to ease my pain;
I miss her so much and can't wait to see her,
And I know we will have fun no matter what occurs;
I loved how I would write a text and got pumped to send it,
And then at night I would sing in her ear "Miss Independent"
So as I'm writing this in the plane, the clouds I hover,
I just really want her to know that I truly love her;