B,
North London girl
I remember when we
first met-
you talked so rough
North London girl
I remember when we
first met-
you talked so rough
you looked so tough
with your
cornrows, tattoos
and muscles-
I imagine,
you would often get into
tussles?
B,
what really got me,
I imagine,
you would often get into
tussles?
B,
what really got me,
was that diamond
attitude of yours
you know
you know
I admired your flaws
because they weren't
really flaws.
See B
you had this kindness
you had this kindness
about you, a warmth-
fire too.
You were fierce
B,
You were fierce
B,
I wish I was as fierce
as you.