for morissa 02/26/07 Every heart. Every heart beat. Every heart beat felt like a Hiroshima, and i knew i couldnt call FEMA to help me put back together the pieces of our drowned out destiny. So i did the only thing i ever knew how to do. I prayed with my pen. Prayed with my pen until its tip sobbed similies underserving to be used in your description. You were my addiction and baby, being Bobby Brown wasnt as bad as it seemed, b/c you and i both knew that as long as i had 2 fingers that i would always keep your s**t covered. Lovers being a term overused, we were people whose feelings where heard in color. " brown skin, u know i love your brown skin. I cant tell where your begins, i can tell where mine ends" and i prayed to never know that which kept the clock on the wall so tic'ed off. See your love was like connect four because it filled in all my empty spaces. Had me playing Picard because u took me places no man has ever gone before. Corine Bailey Rae on repeat, u are not like a star. You were a chocolate covered constilation. You arew the reason why ispend endless nights in front of the television waitin for the moment your smiles start to run in syndication so i'll have an excuse to by a TiVo. feeling like Neal, like neo, like Ne-Yo, because my love lies in the midst of the trintiy amongst the stars while the radio reminds me of you. See i used to say that i missed you like my fathers last breath. These days i miss you like yours.