if you're half steppin, don't bother steppin at all.
i don't want maybes, buts, excuses or apologies.
if you want me, say so.
if you don't, say that too.
if you want to know, ask, and i'll tell you.
if you hold up a jewel in front of me, it'd better be for me.
yeah, tension's ok and all, but right now? i want satisfaction.
i've done enough waiting.
i've had enough of sometimes, almosts, and coulda/shouldas.
i need firm ground to stand on, promises fulfilled, adoration repaid.
if you've promised me nothing, you owe me nothing.
but don't come knocking and talking big, 'cause that'll get you nowhere.
potential means very little.
i'm sorry, but that ship has sailed.
results, movement, progress, evolution...that's everything.
i'd rather be that woman and keep my soul than watch it wither away and call it a home.
...and i'm going to keep saying it until he shows up.
the he who can do what he says...not just think about it or visualize it.
who isn't afraid.
who doesn't back down--from me or himself.
who will fight for me like i'll fight for him.
who will know that i'm his from my walk, my smile, and my laugh.
who realizes that not being co-dependent doesn't mean i don't need him.
this rant brought to you by a bona fide omo sango moment. kawo kabiyesile!