Kill Bill pt. 2

You can go back to calling me HAZE.

To follow up on what I was telling you last dusk, #@!
I just wanted you to know that every time we speak it gets harder to say goodbye
Knowing we'll be on the phone again in less than one moon's cycle
And to be honest, the way you write shows you're extremely insightful
Or just playing off your feelings, not becoming a slave to your being
But a servant to your emotions, wanting to be loved JUST how you were seeing
Back a fort-night of days, love felt like forever away
And when you hit me, it was blinding
Because when THIS man fell in love, Hell would be frigid inside
Yeah, THAT would be the day
When a woman with a katana would see things MY way

Whenever I thought that happened in the past, I bought them flowers
Got high after months of waiting for her call,
Only to find out the arrangement decayed
So I stumbled into you, & I can help but think about the future
Dwell about becoming more intimate;
Only to hope we don't end in that SAME predicament
As the other women in my life that begged me to realize they were different
All works of fiction, then
None compare to your compositioning
And I'm not just speaking on the 'a through g' notes,
Double-meaning.

I want to fly you from the West coast of Portugal, through Asia --
Back to Atlanta, relative to your family's street
And settle down somewhere relative to home
But when that word changes definition, e.g. Metro-EAST St. Louis
To anywhere within a 5 mile radius of the woman my heart acts SO foolish with
I can safely say, we should settle for somewhere near a beach

Because I sincerely see us; you & me
In the future some children, so WE can mature in that rhythmic speech
I'm getting ahead of my own feet, the pen isn't saying this RIGHT.

So, you called me Bill last night...
In a sense, I'm still that guy, if that's makes sense
The only thing that disturbs me about this is the utter distance
I can ONLY daydream of your touch, kiss & scent
And you KNOW my imagination runs wild with every opportunity it gets
I can only dream how you walk, and how your jeans fit
How your voice would sound so good when heard in the same room
And how your snores stop when we'd sleep in the same bed

And truthfully, I don't even need the sex.

So let's just say we had a daughter and I took her back
Would you still love me the same way you do now?
Catch it.
Or would you become more angry, factors involving life & death themselves
Or would you unknowingly forgive me easy?
Because I'd never change up, or attempt to assassinate you in a church
As I sit in the furthest pew back, never objecting --
You beside a man I know you don't want
Because truthfully, I just want you happy dear
So if your heart is near going flat, I'll give you carbon dioxide, lean back
And take my love like an overdosage, I swear I'll never leave like that
So when it gets to the point where I come clean
As line forty-three is one I know you'll try to reread.

Yes, I felt that way before you even began to scheme.

From Bill to HAZE once again,
Just kiss THAT side of my torso...
No usage of the Five-Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique
Because without me, where would you be?
Probably better off...
Sike naw !
The only difference, I'd miss out on someone
Ten years down the line I'd STILL wish to meet
And you'd overcome the drama to find a dude that just really wants in your jeans
And tries to accomplish it by saying, "you're unique."
I think I wrote too much this time.

So the movie ends and credits roll off

Let me crawl in the bed, by your left side, remind you this is LIFE;
And just... catch 40 winks holding you, Mai.