King. Let me love you. If no one is going to love you, then allow me to take on that role. Society has taught you to hate yourself, to hate the life that you were dealt and to hate the woman who made you, let alone the women who surround you. But all that… Read More King…let me love you.
So, I’ve decided to take on a new journey that I have never taken before in life. This new journey is sort of like a thrill, but we all know thrills don’t last long…I guess it’s safe to say that I am learning new things about myself and I’m learning how far I am willing… Read More Two different paths
It hurts more when it comes from the one you love. It hurts more when you have to question why they are rejecting you. Rejection hurts. The funny part is that it’s never a direct no… It’s the… “Maybe…” The “I don’t know…” The “I’ll try…” “Whatever…” “I don’t even care anymore…” “I… Read More Rejection Hurts
He used to stare me down and gaze into my eyes. He used to always reach to hold my hand and I used to ask him what was he staring at whenever he would just look at me for long periods of times. He would say, “what you’re beautiful I can’t look at you?” He… Read More He Wasn’t You
To be able to understand your presence has always been my biggest discovery. The many emotions you carry, from night to day, day to night, I never seem to know who will I be talking to. The pain you endured as a young man has only taught me that it was not my job… Read More You
As I look back time and time again and realized the things I should have done…now it’s too late. Wishing I could reach back into the past and grab the negativity and replace it with a positive force. I know I said some fucked up things that I know He will forgive me for.… Read More The Hand You Hold