[#BLOG] HEY STRANGER SEASON 2017

HEY STRANGER SEASON 2017

Don’t “Hey Stranger” me. I’m no stranger. I am right here where you left me. If you really wanted me or wanted to build a friendship, relationship with me, you have always known how to find me…

It’s funny how a person can block you…on all social media networks, their phone, their life, after they have left their “essence” all over your body, and bed…Only to hit you up months, a year or so later with some bullshit like, “Hey Stranger” are you kidding me? Are we friends? Oh…now you want to be friends…I see. Like…what you need some money or you want to fuck? Why…why are you interrupting my flow with this random ass text? Checking on me? Ha…Life is good…

I am never bitter; usually relieved when someone ultimately leaves my life. Cause I’m forever pushing a bitch away. I mourn for months though. I cry on the inside, and sit in my failures, beating myself internally… after all, I should have known better…

I’ve been through enough to know what’s good for me, and what’s not. Yet, I still open myself over and over again for the possibility of actually being loved. Sometimes I let people come back in…for whatever reason it may be. But one thing is for sure…when I am done, it’s over…forever. If I have to climb out of my love for you, after I’ve purposely fallen, I will never fall again…

If I have to stop loving you, I won’t love you the same ever again. It takes a LOT of effort for me to stop loving someone, so if I am forced to not love you… I won’t. Time heals the heartbreaks, but the scars are reminders of love loss. Thus, I do not repeat history…

Everyone deserves a pass or two, or twenty. Lord knows I do. My armor is mad thick…and the key is peeling the layers back. I will bitch, I will moan, I will be reluctant, I will be mean. It will take…some time. Depending on the kind of woman you are, you will either survive or succumb. It’s your…choice. I have yet to meet a woman with the patience, intelligence, the tenacity, the strength, and sexuality to understand how to get to the core of me. It is what it is… I’m a good womyn…I know this….

Breaks ups are awful, but apart of the relationship process. People have their expectations, and I honestly have none. I know your intentions the moment you look into my eyes. I feel your truth and lies before you speak. I taste your love before you open your legs. I know when you are coming before we touch. I know when all you want is a good…fuck. I don’t know how I know these things, but I do… I just wait for you…to do… you.

So don’t “Hey Stranger” me… cause the only reason you’re hitting me after all this time is cause you want something from me…and I’d rather you simply keep it 💯 with me…and if you knew me at all, you’d know this already…

Billie Simone © 2017

[#BLOG] ON MY OWN

ON MY OWN…

To be good at anything, you have to make a routine of it…

I’ve been trying to live on my own for over 10 years…but somehow, I always allow someone in my life and ultimately my space. It’s incredibly important to me that I am able to take care of myself…

And when someone comes into my life, and tries to “help” me take care of me… it fucks me up. Like, I’m so grateful and appreciative, yet I’m resentful and mad at myself for needing… help. It gives me…a false sense of security. It makes me feel like I can depend on someone. It makes me feel like I can actually “ask” for help. Asking for “help” is a reminder that I’m not where I’m “supposed” to be in life. And that’s stirs up a lot of negative emotions in my soul…

Scorpio #1 told me in 2001, she was going to teach me how to take care of myself. She did. She taught me how to live. And I can honestly say, I’m so grateful for her lesson(s). She taught me how to pay my bills before the due date. She taught me how to not pay a bill to treat myself to lunch or a small treat. “You could drop dead any day” she would say… “LIVE”
So I do…

This year I’ve learned the following:

1. I will never have another roommate. I used to give friends and family 60 days. Never…again.
2. Keep my personal business, private. No exceptions. People are incredibly envious.
3. No matter what, do not sleep with straight women; especially if they are married.
4. If my name ain’t on it too, its not “ours”
5. Stay cautious and aware…bitches be lying.
6. Needs before Wants
7. I still can’t have sex without getting attached *shrugs
8. I honestly don’t have a “type”
9. If you’re not paying my bills, stay in your lane.
10. I’m DOPE as fuck

And last but not least, I’m on my own. I don’t need…or want anyone to take care of me, or do anything in the world for me; especially if they don’t mean it…. And while actions speak louder than words, consistency is still key. For me, that’s the ultimate compliment. And as the universe continues to shift in my favor, I welcome Fall 2017 with open arms. As much as I want to be on my own, and alone, I know that’s not the Creator’s plan. But in the meantime, I will continue to learn me, love me, nurture me, and fight for me. If I don’t, who will?

[#HAIKU] CHOOSING

[#HAIKU] CHOOSING

When I let you love
Me…will you promise to be
Honest and just mine?

Billie Simone © 2016

[#POEM] THEY SAY

THEY SAY

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Le Sigh…

They say be careful what
You ask for…
Baby…You are what I asked for
And much more…
Moving at a snail’s pace
But don’t count me out
I’m still in the race
I tend to chase my dreams
And it may seem
Like I’m not into you
But I do…really…really
Want you…
You know I do…
the sexual tension
between us…Sometimes
It’s hard to maneuver through
I still try to impress you
Try anything to turn your
Gray clouds blue…
Hard to tell if you
Want me or
Craving another
oh…
We’re “friends” right?
So tell me…why we keep
Running from each other…

They say
Friends are the best lovers…
Can’t tell you how many
Nights I prayed you’d walk
Back in my life
To start all over again…
I figured a fresh start…
And I could be your friend
Put an end
To the idea of an us…
I had no clue
This shit would be
Hard as fuck
But I’m a cool
Always a
Special kind of fool…
I know the game
I abide by the rules
I do me…
You do you…

They say
All is fair in love and war
I often wonder
What the hell are we waiting for…
Like we ain’t old
And life ain’t short
Putting the ball in
Each other’s court
Building forts around
Our hearts
Same ol’ shit
Knowing all of this
Aint no concidence
But would rather
Avoid it…
Maybe I’m just
Too romantic
Too soft
For you to
Fuck with…

Billie Simone © 2016

[#AUDIO / #POEM] EVERYTYME

A new beginning for an old piece…no pun intended… ☺️

[#POEM] THE TEA

THE TEA

I’m proud of myself
Cause I usually
Keep my feelings
Hidden…rarely do
I share them with anyone else…
So when I decided
To share how I felt
It was a big deal to me
I needed you to
Understand and feel me…
So you see
Your silence speaks loudly
I hear everything
You are saying to me…

However…the Tea?


You said we would be
Friends…
Yet I sit here wondering
If I’ll ever have the
Courage to be in
Your presence again
Wondering if I should
Walk…let it end
Before it even begins…
But I feel you like my skin
And to be honest
I wasn’t sent to be
Just a…Friend

I memorized
Every time you smiled
At me…
A slideshow of your
Beauty in photographic memory
You bring out the
Best in me
And ain’t even paying
Attention to me…
I’m just another
Suitor disturbing your
Peace…
I stare at unanswered texts
And smile to myself
Cause I see I’ve
Left you perplexed…
But I get it…
I never meant to cause
You any trouble…
I never meant to make
You wet…

This scenario
Ain’t new to me
I never let grass grow
Under my feet
When I meet Sistas
Who make my heart
Skip a beat…
Keep a beautiful
Woman next to me…
But I confess…
I am deliberately
Running from our destiny
Cause honestly I
Am afraid of how happy
We could be…
And for once in my life
I need someone to
Fight for me…

Billie Simone © 2016

[#POEM] I AM…

[#POEM] I AM…

I am…
Shy
*blushes

I hide between
My written lines
And women’s thighs…
I am…
A Pro-Black poet
Urban archivist
Black Lesbian…
Media Activist…Starving Artist
Hopeless romantic
I am…
Good Karma
A dream cum true
In every aspect
Put some repeckt
On my name
I’m one of the
Coldest in the game
New day Nikki Giovanni
In my prime
No one can stop me…

I am human…
A wild
Indigo child
A rebel with a cause
A faithful lover
With a broken heart
I am a dreamer
A giver
An optimistic
Pessimistic…believer
I am broken
Lost and confused
I am grown
I am a child
Sexually assaulted
And abused…

I am a reader
A writer
A fighter
A survivor…
I am woman’s
Womyn
I am something else…
I am always left…alone
I am not a ho’
I been with a lot
Of women tho’
I am a boy and a girl
I am the best of
Both worlds…
I am real
I am true
I am…
Falling in love
With you…

I am…
A Musikhed…a Lyricist
An aggressive
A submissive…
I am exquisite
I am flawed
A beautiful mess
A gift from the God(s)
I am soft…
And I am hard
I am real
I am honest
I am loyal
I am monogamous…
I am Free
I am saved
I am confident
I am afraid…

Billie Simone © 2016