Fade to black.

They say they never really miss you till you dead or you gone. So on that note I'm leaving after this blog. So you don't have to feel no away about me, so long. At least let me tell you why I'm this way hold on...

Oh wait I have done enough talking. All actions spoke for themselves. All actions are still speaking. Im just a young black man that fell in love. Trying to put the pieces to the puzzle back together. I got half of it back, thats my half. Its the kind of puzzle where you get a complete picture without the other half. Meaning its not imperative for success or completion of the puzzle.
Too much confidence, and ambition.
I just tried to show a young lady that she was the world to me, i meant every word, and was truly remorseful. Doing things where i knew i would get criticized/laughed at. But love is a hell of a drug. I just wanted bliss for US.

Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it.
Went for number one on your list. Fuck this.

If you can't respect that, then your whole perspective is wack. Maybe you'll love me when i fade to black.

If you can't respect that, then your whole perspective is wack. Maybe you'll love me when i fade to black...