𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 7/26/19

Tell me how to find you.
To find connection with what we are.
Help me to remember better days that contribute to the memories of our life time thus far.
Allow me to assist you with cultivating peace in your mind and get comfortable in this.
However, if none of these move you, love- God help me to accept what it means to thrive without it.

I love God, but I know fruits do not increase rapidly.
Growth takes decades.
God's love tugs at my center to become;
a lifelong progressive journey of changing towards glory, light with no shades.
The acceptance within grace is often overlooked and belittled in this vague sense of tolerance.
Like Sheryl Ralph and Jennifer Lewis said, look into the mirror and speak love over your whole body.
You are to love what's challenging to approach within the self.
See- observe- with the same soft gaze you give to children and elders.        
Celebrate what you can do.
Celebrate what you can't.
Growth within decades.
I love God, and I know fruit does not increase when rushed.

began with you
Updated July 2019

I began with you. I think it over. Nights that pass when we no longer sleep together. We lay next to each other as your body carries you away. Repeatedly, I watch you. I pack up my things because we have no home in together. Buddies are what we feel like. Will romance ever have a chance to live? I hope for one day a change that aligns up with this love you claim. I look at you to tell you I love you, your gaze at me is one of disdain. Yet even in that, I hang hopelessly in said love. Will you change for me too? I am numb.

I began with you. I moved here for a love that we fantasied of, but did not put your hands to. I feel like a punching bag, getting each blow from previous relationships that have scorned you. Once done, the vibe shifts into this strange charge that illuminates the disconnect, the lack of between us. It takes time, you say. But when I wait to see an action from your heart, nothing.
I began with you but ended up with me. It is almost as if you were hoping time does the convincing for you. What if time gave us the love we needed? There would be no need for companionship. While you say there is no one else on your radar, we know better. Someone motivated by love would do all they could to keep it together. Keep it real. Mom always taught me love is an action word designed by God to reveal. But I wait. Wondering what I did to deserve this type of bait that hooked me so easily. The kind of ship that only one person is present in. My heart is drained; will it heal? I’m not so sure I believe in love anymore.
Used all up, I began with you. I pray for you, more than I pray for myself. I just hope I’m strong enough to survive when the real reason you’ve been withdrawn reveals itself. I’ve been nothing but transparent, wishing your listening is matched with fresh new choices to pick up your end of this space. Otherwise, my life has been ruined, and this time again, a waste.
I begin with me.

When I wanted so badly for us to work.
[the Questions at the end of my confessions]

I wondered if you just choose not to answer me. I also couldn’t skate over the thought of if I was ever a sincere choice as oppose to just a trial to you. Of the many options, when you didn’t have to work, were you ever going to allot quality time for you and I?

What is a relationship to you?

Did I ever get it right some of the time?

Was I important or significant to you?

We were internet/ long distant friends for ten years-
What do you mean focus on a “dope *** friendship”?

Did you take me serious when I shared my challenges & uncertainties?

How connected are you to how you contribute to my heart?

What could I possibly do to make openness + honesty with me something you’d desire to do?

Did you consider me as someone you’d marry all to settle for just a temporary fling?

Please don't run away. I know you've never experienced it in this way; these emotions may feel like a lot. I am not asking you to love me in the same way as much as I am asking you to remain present with me. We can alter and adjust anything that feels like a challenge with patience. You're safe here. You feel it. So let's heal together. I have completely fallen for you. My heart may've shattered and blown in the wind on the way down. Our connection pulls me closer to you with each minute we stand and hold one another; our heart- its brokenness- is restored.

Blind love, gentle dove
I have my heart toward only you.
It beats furiously,
yearning for all of you.
How could I not see
the historical trauma you've had to flee?
You've arrived in front of me to just be,
Wise serpent beautifully.
May the dove have an option to choose.
To gently love or fly free.
A blind love flees; real love sees
your true self is no mystery.