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Subject: Re: Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*


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Bernice Grandberry
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Date Posted: 00:22:56 07/24/02 Wed
In reply to: Bernice Grandberry 's message, "Re: Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*" on 00:19:03 07/24/02 Wed

We arrived at Reggie’s house as we both got out the car silently to say goodnight. No words were really exchanged. He grabbed me tightly in a hug and his lips kissed mine and he smiled and walked on towards the house. Lovely, his parents were back. It’s weird how our relationship is. I mean we’re just really a laid back couple. I kind of don’t understand it, but I try to understand him. He’s withdraw from me sometimes and that’s what bothers me sometimes from the way he acts, but I don’t question it. I just try to analyze it. The way he looked at me tonight, the way he holds me and the way he silently says goodnight is more comforting than anything I’ve ever felt, but I almost have this awkward feeling I can’t trust him but why? I got in the car and drove home listening to the silent sounds of the night. Like I always do, I didn’t think about it or question it. I’m just going to go on with it and silently analyze it myself.
I laid in my bed that night on my stomach looking through my our Dynasty “play book.” We had our costumes in hand with Roshay. She’d do a great job, I’m sure. I had just decided to write a poem. I mean, I did have some things on my mind and they may make more sense on paper. I could maybe become a song…

I just don’t understand why I love him
I just don’t understand why I love him
I just don’t understand why I love him…
I feel that he’s the world to me
He’s so adorable, so sweet
So mysterious and so elite
I enjoy his company his care the way he teases me
His smiles, his eyes, his lips and styles
Their a wide attraction to me
I just don’t understand…
He’s so closed up and not quite open to me
He tries but afraid, why can’t he just be?
I open to him and let him into my heart
Yet I feel close to him but bars blocking his swollen heart
I just don’t understand…
Who can I run to when he’s not there?
Who can I trust when he’s unaware?
I need his love, his mind is closed to me
My trust is not his and his love he still hasn’t given to me
But I love him and just can’t understand why…
Putting patience in front of time
Why do I love this kind of guy…

I looked at it and tore it out of the notebook. “That sucks” I criticized it folding it up and throwing it under my bed. I settled in my bed. It’s 12:40am and I’m just going to sleep. “I didn’t know how much you meant to me, until I looked up you were gone. Now I realize you’re my destiny, that’s why I’m singing this song…” Those were the soft vibrations coming from my cd player sitting and flowing my thoughts from Reggie to De’Mario Thorton. I hadn’t thought about him all day.
“Bringg, Brring…Bringg, Bringg…Brinng, Bri-” The phone alarmed me and I grabbed for it. Who on earth would be calling me at this time?
“Hello?”
“Macy, this you?”
“Yeah, who is this?” I asked looking at my clock reading 2:07am. “It’s Reggie. You know, your boyfriend. You sound different when you just wake up girl?” He laughed. He must have been laying in his bed because I could hear the sheets moving.
“I was having a good sleep before you woke me up. What’s this all about nigga? It better be good,” I snapped laying down on my pillow listening to what he had to say. “Eh, calm the attitude boo. I was just thinking about you and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to ring you up and see how my girl was doing?”
“At…2:10 in the morning Reggie? Damn, you coulda’ done this later when I was awake”
“I know, I know, but did I tell you I loved you today?” He asked like he was wide awake. I started yawning, “You mean yesterday? Um, I think so, but even if you didn’t I know you do from the way you tell me with your eyes”
“Well, I love you. I just wanted to let you know that. You ain’t like none of them ex girlfri-”
“Naw fella, don’t bring them up. Let’s put the ex folks behind us”
“Alright, but you aren’t. I love you for that”
“I know baby I know. I’m just really really sleepy and I’ll talk to you in the morning okay? You want me to fall asleep on the phone with you?”
“Yeah, let’s do that”
“Alright, good night. Love you”
“I love you too”
With that, we finally went to sleep and I feel into a dream.
A GOOD ONE!


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