…because I don’t wanna see you do. Why should I? When it’s with me that you said you were happier. Much more emotionally elevated. It’s heavier than it seems for me to take it all in. The memories.
When I had you I thought I had it all because it’s during those days when you were in my life did I know happiness in different ways than I had had in a long time. But now it’s back to broken dreams. Oh! How I envisioned you and me for life. Thought I was to ride with you so I always pulled you close, never wanting to let you go. I wish you knew.
But for a short time we had our run, Bonnie and Clyde, and now look at us. Our minds going back and forth. Trying to make sense of what is that is. The stuff we ignored, though we saw them coming, leading to our downfall. Babylon. Baby, my life just froze. I am losing you and I don’t know what to do. Cross roads. Because I thought I am the man who loved you better. Who respected you better. Who trusted you better. Treated you better. Knew your feelings better. Who supported you better. Who made you love yourself better. Who made you laugh a lil-more better. Who made love with you better. Who called you #Kitty better.
But do you really have to go? Is that what your heart tells you? That you should leave? Back to the life that hurt you? The man that broke you? To the place I picked you?
It was a short dance baby. Must you let the curtains drop? No standing ovation? No evidence of memories. Just only got one letter. No me and you in a photograph, how are we gonna tell our story better? That these two great humans met one day and made magic for six months without sounding like we’re liars.
I love you and wherever you go, it should stick to your heart or like Roxette said, “Listen to your heart.” #Kindle
For how long are you going to spend your life caring about someone who pays the least attention to your feelings? Trying your best to impress them, to offer them the best that you could but they always taking you for granted. Useless.
Got you thinking that you were tailored to them. Flirting with you in their bed of lies. Nicki Minaj. Lifting your spirits up when they’re burying you six feet under instead. We ain’t supposed to be punished for loving people because love is supposed to be cherished, celebrated, god damn we’re supposed to be elevated in it not excommunicated.
You weren’t made to slave away for these people for you’re a free spirit…Life is too short to spend it with ungrateful sadists. Trying to take them down with judo & kungfu? Yet all you gotta do is to ignore them coz mama taught you not to waste time on such fools. So go on & be you with nothing to prove. Leave ‘em tripping like they always do.
For you’re now free to spread your wings & go explore your emotional potential elsewhere. Amazing is what you’ll find out there.
For all the rivers you may cry for the broken heart you are, you must find it in you to find a bridge & cross over to the other side where the grass is greener.
Yes you may find it hard to live without them but even before they came into your life, you were living & doing fine, so still, you can go back to eventually making it without them. Case closed. Am bouncing out.
Moments for life. I wish I’d kept track of them all throughout, I’d have an album of thoughts, memoirs and literature, photos unskipped.
It would be worth it I swear. From when, how and why we met, the journeys taken, hopping from here to there. Love bunnies. What we’ve done with us, for us. The steps we’ve taken and when we’d faltered together, how we picked ourselves up. Team work. The great times spent together, where I’d lent a helping hand and you as well. When I’d turned into a jerk in front of you and you jerking on me as well. Geeky stuff.
Moments for life. The best and worst of them all in one but lots of pieces though. I seriously wish they last forever and keep me company cause even though of your absence, I still have something to hold on to. I still have the moments for life. Of what was us. You and I. A ride into the sunset.
It Must Have Been Love…When I saw you first & sought you out. When I knew your flaws & ignored them. Never used them against you. For I was looking at the bigger picture. Of course, that’s of me & you. I’d looked into my future & placed you there. For what is eternal love if I only wanted to live it for that moment? I saw you in my lifetime. For that is love if I can keep it for a life time.
It must have been love. When I kissed your lips & let myself drown in your romance. Damn. How my heart sank with emotion for how I longed to be swept away with romance, to hear those words. Their depth. Their meaning. The faith they spring. A beacon of hope. Their sincerity. Their effect on a heart that’s longing to be loved. Mine.
It must have been love when I defended your mistakes. How I gave allowance to time thinking you’d change. A hope to things going back to how they post to be. I thought your errors were to be corrected & as blind as they say love is, my eyes failed to see the end of things till it was too late & now what I thought was true love is over. Roxette.
Like I said in the physical attraction edition, https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/125464032/posts/1613 , naturally, men are visual when it comes to things of love & romance. We so very much first judge books by their covers. If what he sees gets him attracted to the lady then she’s worth having a go for.
In continuation to the physical attraction, there are those who aren’t just about what she looks like physically, they’re about how sexually she makes him feel. And many of them do end up on the wrong side of the books form the ladies about this.
They factor in how her body features give him that longing desire. Is it something about her face, the ass, the curves, the smile, boobs, the belly flop & love handles you name it that get him feeling the heat? I’d prefer you agree with me that you’ve met men who have said that for a woman to fit their dating criteria, there has to be that sexual connection. That it doesn’t matter what she looks like as long as her sex is 5o shades doper.
Some even go ahead to pick particular body sizes they find fit for the occasion while some do not mind about the size. They first want to go in between the sheets to determine what next for the relationship. If they find the sex is wack then it’s a no no but if the sex is magic then he’ll be keeping her around. Some think the largely endowed women are succulent. That they can gush the Nile if you hit it right & there are those that are turned on by the superstar model sizes & each with their own category will do whatever it takes to get such a woman & many try to make sure their woman (plus women too to themselves) stays looking fly like that so that she doesn’t lose that magic.
However, such men are hard to please & tame & usually they’ll have a string of women in their wake because they’ll always be on the hunt driven by lust & not their commitment to settle down & if a man presents this thinking when he’s dating with you then safe to say that you should turn him down lest the next time we bump into you & ask about how you two are doing, you’ll be labeling men dogs.