I never smoked the first cigarette
I never smoked the first joint
I never drank the first beer
I never snorted the first line
I never popped the first pill
I never dropped the first stamp
I never met you
I never found love
I never lost my heart
I never lost my religion
I never lost my friends
I never lost myself
Would I still
Smoke
Do drugs
Drink
Have no real friends
Have no ability to see another woman as she is and not how I want her to be
Would I still look at someone else
And wish
She's you

Ms. Flight attendant,
long time no see, love.
I miss you.
Queen from the west-side.
First-Lady flying across the country just to see me & only me.
Putting a smile on my face, Making me feel like I was your #1 priority.
As soon as you landed in my town,
You made sure to Text-Call- or FaceTime
-No matter where I be.
I stop by to listen to your every need & hold long night intellectual conversation.
While, you give me- “The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice” Inglewood love.

One thing I can say is, you stay ready.
Hit different
No wonder why you call yourself ~ Lolly

My head was pounding,
The world was spinning.
I can't see my surrounding,
Pain is only beginning.

I could hear your voice,
You were weeping and crying.
In the background noise,
I could hear the medics trying.

The silence is creeping,
A sleep I can't escape.
My eyes were falling,
My vision full of shapes.

I'm sorry I didn't make it for you,
Hope you can find someone new.