This Ol' Heart Of Mine...

 Eh, another Valentine's Day is upon us, and depending on the state of affairs concerning your love life, youre either happy as hell or ready to shoot a few people. Im still solo like Mario Van Peebles, but Im not lonely. As far fetched as it may seem, Im longing for 'him', the one that will come along purely by accident and force me to give in to that "loving feeling". Yes. I confess. Im a romantic like the rest of you suckas out there. It just takes that special something to make me feel it. Although I hate to admit it, Im trying my best to kick my residual feelings for You Know Who and at times theyre beating the hell outta me like Penny's mother on Good Times. Im still missing the hell outta him, and I pray everyday to just be over it . Instead of  catching weirdos in my bushes, calling my phone private,and having hidden fiancee's, one day I hope to have that something real to call my own. The one I wont let get away. Who I will be proud to call mine. Who wont bore the sh*t out of me. The one who wont let ME get away. Who I wont mind coming home to instead of crying in the car at the very thought. He who will actually cherish me.He doesnt have to be a rapper , an artist,  a pretty boy, a superhero. He does have to be real though. Cant say Im in the mood for accepting anything else. I dont want Mr. Wrong, whoever the fu*k that is .I dont want perfect. I want an all true man. He has the be courageous enough to step to me head up and throw that cool sh*t out the window. Im still wringing the dirty dishwater out from the fabric of my heart. Hopefully soon I'll be in the right place to accept him when he comes.Being alone can suck, but not as much as carrying a torch for someone who kept it moving like Soul II Soul...