She made me feel like a kid again.
Like that five year little boy who couldn’t
Wait for the next time his parents would
Have a date night so he could go see
The woman of his dreams
The six feet tall vixen with a beautiful smile
And eyes that would melt a man’s heart
Every time she walks in the room.
She was the babysitter.
However, the woman that brought all those
Feeling back wasn’t the babysitter
Although I would like her to be
She’s the first thing that I’ve seen that
Melts my heart the same way
The only woman since I was five
That has me struggling to find the right words to say
She makes it hard to get the simplest phrase out like,
“Excuse, can know your name!”.
She makes a brotha hyperventilate.
See it ain’t as easy as it seems because
This one just might be the next Mrs. LaFreddie B.
So I wanna make sure I go about this the right way
Because I want her to know that I not just another
Nigga trying to get some bed play.
So I sit and I wait.
I sit and I wait.
So I sit and I wait for her to show up at
PU Tuesdays or Throw Back Thursdays
Knowing that one day its gonna be just like that day
When I was five on the school yard.
The day that I walked across campus
And I saw her and she saw me.
And we had our blockbuster movie moment
As we ran to each other in slow motion
And she lifted me into the air and we shared a hug and a kiss.
So I sit and wait for that day to repeat itself
Only this time I left her into the air as we
Walk across the threshold for the first time
I as her husband and she as my wife.