Why Do I Keep Doing It To Myself, Huh, Why ?

Woke up early this morning, my usual, 4:30am. I went up to Harlem, 125th Street & Lexington Ave to see a friend. The last time I saw her, she had came to my house and stayed a couple of hours. She's sweet, kind and I like her a lot. We have a past together, but not like a past you may think. She's was involved with some one else at the time, but she isn't now. We are trying to work something out, but its hard, like a long distance relationship thing. Plus with other things going on in her life. Like I'm willing to wait them out with her, for her, but is she willing to do the same also. Mostly its the distance between us, me in Queens, and her in Harlem. But when we are together, its sweet and nice. I mentioned that I would come and see her once a week, that's me coming to her. When her schedule changes with what's she doing, and she is settled in, then her coming to me would be left up to her. I like how she said today, don't start nothing that you can't finish. Little does she know, that I never finish anything that I start. Its always left open.
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