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My Baby...


When I was 15 I went to a baskeball game with my friends.We got there early so we were able to see the JV game. Kenny was number 23... (He's better @ football.) Anyway, when I saw him I knew it was love at first sight. There wasn't much to him. He was dark, average height and real skinny. My friends didn't understand the attraction...some of them still don't. But the truth is that I like him... That's my baby. ( I say that a lot, especially when I see his name on my caller id. I'll say really loud in a high pitched whiny voice, "My baby called!"  We've been through a lot for each other, but now, finally, there's no more drama. Before, our relationship was sort of superficial, but now it's more of a friendship that invovles two people who truly care ab out each other. I tell him I love him but he  doesn't say it back partly because I don't think he's ready in addition to the fact that I don't think he thinks that I'm ready to use those words. But I do...love him, that is. I'm not going to lie I've used those words with other guys, mostly because they said it first and I didn't know how not to say it back. But with him, I know that there's no other phrase, besides "I love you," that could explain the way I feel. Baby, if you're reading this don't ever think that I won't be here for you, don't ever think that you don't have a special place in my heart because the way I feel about you transcends all boundaries and obstacles. "I love you Kenny B."

-Kamara Jones