Ate-teen

Ate-teen

So we've arrived @ 18years
I can recall Ate-teen beautiful moments
18 arguments
18 shots
18 laughs
18 huge smiles
18 disappointments
18 heartaches
I've even witnessed you shred Ate-teen hurtful tears
18 complaints
18 walks
18 trips
18 restaurants
18 boutiques
18 projects
Just about Ate-teen different places we both lived
How did you enter my life and become My Ace in a deck of Ate-teen different friends
18 stories
18 fights
18 movies
18 clubs
18 dresses
18 pairs of shoes
I've even watched you cook Ate-teen cornish hens
In seperate rooms we've even commited over Ate-teen of the same sins
The number 18 rings in my tiny little ears
I smile just thinking about how we will be in our Old Lady years
I can tell you this, I didn't mishandle God's glory when it came to you Kid
You call me your Bestest and I will keep that title and finish out this friendship bid
You're my Lil Sis and even if I get a little crazy over something simple you did
I will never stop protecting you because its apart of my purpose to live

Happy Bday Puttie

Auntie's words...

This was sent to me by my Auntie Toya I had to share... Truth is in the eye of the beholder...

Your Sweeheart Isn't You

It may seem absurdly obvious that your sweetheart isn't you, but one of the worst mistakes you can make in love is to generalize on the basis of yourself; that is; to presume that your partner is exactly like you in terms of hurts, habits, preferences, hopes, and expectations. Too often once we're ensconced in an intimate relationship, we tend to behave as if our mate is, or should be, an extension of ourselves.
The consequence of these assumptions is that most people are giving and doing what they would like to receive in the form they would like to receive it in, rather than doing what the person they're related to wants. As a result, a lot of fights are occurring because partners aren't getting their needs met. This kind of expecting the other person to be a clone of ourselves is an emotional hangover from infancy when, indeed we were the center of the universe.
The antidote to this stultifying situation is to learn to do one very simple thing: inquire. Explore. Ask. Let curiosity be your guide to finding out what your mate wants and needs from you. The more you know precisely who he is or she is, the less you'll make this person-erasing mistake.
In the long run, remembering that the person you love is not you is a way of exposing yourself to the joy of knowing another soul in the truth and beauty of his or her own uniqueness.

LT

Rain's Mist

Rain's Mist

My ♥ stopped beating lastnight
Empty boxed
Hollow chest
Nothing but pain echoing inside
Even the past will bite with his big mouth
Knowing me, well the old me
No excuse for actions
What do I deserve
The best, the utmost, the highest quality respect, I suppose
God I try to wear the blinders you gave me
I don't want to see all
Why must I witness everything sooner than later
Sure its best for me but I nolonger can play
Every beginning ending in days
Can I wrap a month, a year, a century around a holding pin
Tie him down to my side so I can just smile myself to sleep
I want my arms to stretch around his back one last time
Only because I drown myself with the memory of he
I scream out as I cry, memory just run away from me
This single check I place in every box on every 1040 I file
Is running dry
Why isn't he standing behind me
Whispering in my ear
Serenading my soul
I looked over self
As they say, I'm bad
Well where is my balance Mr. Good
As I caress my lost but new found berry
I stare @ the words mirror imagery(sent by he)
And I ask self who am I staring back @
Yung Marilyn or another self
God send me a holy kiss
My lips are tired of puckering up and just getting all Rain's Mist

P.Olay...

Disguised

Disguised

I escaped from the big box
Cloudy headed
Heavy heart
I peered down @ the word overwhelmed circling my feet
I say, to self, this was such a bad week
Although, the days flew by like and over night storm
Much has happen
What else can go wrong
One of my bestest in unimaginable pain
Just the thoughts reappearing can bring a sunny day, horrible rains
Like how can this all be happening @ the same time
A black man makes history for something other than a crime
So someone tell me what is a girlie do
When stress has returned parading my new
I try to clear my head and stop the evilness from brewing inside
But my eyes continue to tear awaiting yet another bad surprise
God I call out
The only true help in all of my sobbing days
Come please and take mine as well as everyone I love pain away
I know tribulation is a process for much better days
But when I arise tomorrow @ least take my stress acne away
In the heart of me my face shows all misery present inside
I've learned a beautiful face can never be disguised

Nia...

Love

Love

I can be smitten for a day by some
Lustful for a month by few
Joyous for a year by many
But with you, for some odd reason
I can be in love for a lifetime