You entered my circle.

You entered my circle.
By: Brittney Knox

I fell for your smile, good looks and beautiful eyes,
to be honest since HIM you are the only one who made me feel this way inside.
Yes there were others,
none really compared.
I honestly just wished it was my own heart I spared.
Talking to him, this new guy ….one word came to mind about all the others that came before...
just.....WHY?

We all make mistakes, lord knows this is true.
I have a couple I can think of, I just ask myself Brittney what were you trying to DO?
But, then you came along talking about your goals, your dreams and your aspirations...
I was SO in shock I’m like are you a figment of my imagination.
You are a hidden sensation and I want to put together all the pages that compose your storybook and uncover you.
I took you on as though you were the feature of my journalistic piece, and my reports would had all the women falling to their knees.
But you want to date me?
A woman scorned and bitter...are you sure?
There is a challenge in that, can you handle this?
Can you handle piecing together the rough edges of my puzzle that when it all comes together creates the most heavenly scenic composition?
I just don’t know.
The title is not so much of what interests me, boyfriend and girlfriend...husband and wife...man and woman....they are just labels of society that people no longer fulfill in the realms of my spirituality.
Adam...took the fall for the sin of Eve.
But, nowadays if some man is to date a woman and immediately upon a fall...he exits before he has given his all.
Even the best fall down...sometime.
I just hope you are ready for this relationship, or interaction I may say...let’s not call it a relationship...at least not today.
I don’t want to enter something and give it my all, because I tend to do just that.
And my heart tends to get a little more ragged when I don’t get that back.
I have decided to take better care of my heart and not place it in those positions anymore.
It’s like asking WHO IS IT...before you open the door.
You just can’t let anyone into your space.
But, with you...I decided to let you come in.
Maybe it was your wit, your smile, or that you were such a nice friend.
It seems as though you are turning out to be,
just like the others that have interacted with me.
And the killing part is....from this mouse there was no chase.
Man....you entered my space.
But...I let you.