nia imani

(usa)

O3, U3


Of all the people I have loved,
U r undoubtedly the hardest 2 miss:
No 1 could b as mean as u;
No 1 could duplicate your kiss.

I'll never understand how we happened
Or y 'we' became a moot point.
All I know is that you're not what I need
And I can never b what u want.

Lovers, friends, sworn enemies,
Fighting vices or all the above-
No matter what stage our relationship,
There's a strange undercurrent of love.

'Call me if u need me! '
Still rushing 2 each other's rescue.
Know I'll b there should u ever need,
Hating that I can never hate u.

(061005)

Submitted: Wednesday, January 18, 2006

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