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I Miss You

Back In January when I first heard about Odd Future, my interest was initially peaked but then I realized I was more mature than the music they were putting out,so I fell off that bandwagon— I still got love for Tyler the Creator though. But once I heard Frank Ocean, the R&B crooner of the group, I instantly fell in love. I loved his mixtape, nostalgia/ULTRA , had it stuck on repeat for weeks, and I’ve been a fan ever since. So naturally when I heard Frank Ocean was in the studio with BEYONCE, I was in shock, I felt so proud, like he was my own brother who finally made it lol!!!

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With Beyonce’s album leaking 3 weeks early, I was on high alert for any buzz about Frank Ocean and was keenly listening to each track for evidence of his voice or sound— ‘did he made it onto the album’? And lo and behold, if my ears are correct, Track 03 I Miss You, may be the song they collabo’d on.

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I played this song about 4 times before I realized how much I love it. Anyone who has been in a relationship, especially a long distance one could relate to these lyrics expressing the desire to simply spend another moment with your loved one, but just can’t whether it’s due to distance, time, work, family, or for whatever reason. It applies to me personally because I’m always wanting just one more second with my dude, but time is never on my side. Listen as Beyonce taps into her emotional, and dare I say needy side as she sings on track 3 I Miss You, from her 4th studio album, 4.

Verse 1:
I thought that things like this
Get better with time
But I Still need you
why is that?
You’re the only image
In my mind
so i still see you

I miss you like everyday
Wanna be with you
But you’re away
Said I miss you
Missing you insane
But if I died with you
Could it feel the same?

Verse 2:
The words don’t ever seem
To come out right
But I still mean them
Why is that?
It hurts my pride
To tell you how I feel
But I still need to
Why is that?


Keep It Going, The Floacist feat Raheem Devaughn

His vibe is hypnotic,
I’d offer him my heart, but he’s already got it.
Mystically he feels right,
Like symbiotic,
Our pillow talk is prophetic.
He fills me up

I’ve always enjoyed Floetry’s music, so naturally I was disappointed when I heard they were splitting up. Nevertheless, I’ve been following both of their careers and am pleased with the progress both ladies are making individually. By making timeless music which will speak to listeners for generations to come, they are the defining themselves as true artists with true talent.

This song, ‘Keep It Going’ was a favorite of mine on the Floetic Soul album ever since Raheem Devaughn released that one raunchy video, She’s Single. Whew…! When the Floacist posted the link to this video, I immediately tuned in, and as I was watching, I realized how much the second verse really spoke to me and my current situation. I’m about to go add this to my playlist.


ever since I’ve met him, something in my thought patterns shifted. My each and every whimsical, seemingly useless, random, musing has somehow connected back to him. It never fails. I have to sit and ponder at times because I can’t get my mind to grasp these happenings. How did he encapture my entire being so smoothly? …so swiftly? …and why? …when? Why did I not have control of this? And when did I relinquish it?

I’ve even tried to make myself better, a better lover, homie, friend, but only as it pertains to him and his ideas. I want to eat healthier, be more creative, finally find it within me to let go, and discover all the joys of love in life. Eat, play, love.

Sometimes it hurts when I realize I want more from this, from us, than what could ever be. But I still hold on to that last thread of hope, all while wishing it will be the one to break his back. One day maybe he will finally see the good in me, and see the phenomenal woman I’ve blossomed into becoming upon having met him. Doesn’t he see the overwhelmingly positive influence and impact he’s had on my life? Why doesn’t it make him want to stick around to witness the full metamorphosis? Every time we reconcile, its sweeter and sweeter. The love we make is so divine, I’ve never had another who even partially compares. His scent, appearance, appeal, aura, ambiance, all ignite this fiery Passion I’ve always known I surely had, but have forever found it so difficult to simply tap in to, much less to turn it on. Isn’t this love? Or its beginning stages?

There must be a concrete reason as to why he won’t choose me. I believe its because he knows he’s deserving of a woman who has already blossomed and come into her own, on her own. This is without assistance from a man. The fact that I’ve become dependent on him to become myself, or some semblance of myself must be a turn-off to someone so unique. An original individual. He wants a Woman who is already independent and strong enough to raise and nurture a growing household.

That’s not me…

and maybe he knows my dirty little secret. It may never be me.