If it’s as fly as it feels and we can continue to grease these wheels

Then I just wanna remember the moments of not being sure and makiing the amateurish moves that accompany newness.

If we wake up one day in elderly and frisky bliss…

Then i just want you to know how excited and how beautiful you made me feel from long before you entered the door.

And if you wanna stay – one day after the next day – we can do it our way.

Send all the others headed toward the highway.

Suckas. This thing has God’s design anyway.

-Ballad of a Real Black Girl

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