You’re the BOMB

You are the bomb, you blow my mind
From the first day I set my eyes on you
I knew you were someone special
If you were a gadget, you’d be high end
Hard to come by, sad to lose
And even worse, dangerous to play with
You’re more than a TNT, you’re a divine entity

Getting to know you has been a joy
And walking the streets of Berger with you…
I’ve never known anything better
You’re my pride, you make me grow wings
You inspire me, I begin to say things
Even if I’m in a t-shirt
I still feel like popping my collar

Things went on pretty fine
We went from ‘hi’ to ‘friends’
From ‘how was your night’ to ‘missing you’
From prayer point, to prayer partner
Can’t remember who pushed the button
Maybe my hands were hovering above it
And then you pushed it down
Ghen ghen, the timer started counting down

It started reading 5 years, no months…
Then 4 years, 11 months, 3 weeks, 6 days
And if we’d waited beyond October the 1st
You’d have to pick my pieces together
I for don become baby father
My life for don scatter all-over
But I’m glad we did this

You are the bomb, you blow my mind
You scatter my boundaries
You push me beyond my limits
You become a threat to my weakness
You take-over my matter
Whenever you hear me say BOMB
What I really mean is Bone of my Bones…

Happy Birthday BOMB