That is all.
The title explains itself.
And if I could have back my wasted time,
I'd waste it on something else.

You know that thing that you've been running from?
That thing you contemplated, but in the midst of your preparations you realized you just couldn't do?
Well here's to seeing it through!
Here's to walking in blind as hell.
Here's to getting all the way immersed, submerged in it, and liking the way it hurts.
To that moment when you realize that you were afraid for nothing and that you can do anything. But fail.

Because yeah it'll take a whole lot of grunt, but the second you got to grunting you knew that it was the best hard work you'd ever get to do.

You were made for this.
Here is to seeing it through.

Here's to doing before you even start believing and then letting your actions make a believer out of you.
To knowing that now is a better time than ever, and a much, much, better time than never.

Here. Is to seeing it through.

Being a woman,
can be hard as hell
But you make hell
look awful swell.

I loved my friend
He went away from me
There's nothing more to say--
The poem ends
As soft as it began
I loved my friend
-Langston Hughes

I wish I had you here in my right now and our worlds didn't exist separately

To lay under you and listen to the rhythm of your heart

So much peace

My thigh hiked comfortably across your waist and my arm right above it, holding on to your girth like it was the greatest gift on God’s green Earth and I was lucky to have found it.

Stroking your back, gently, and letting out sighs of tranquility.

Smelling the fragrance of your skin in harmony with mine. Wishing I could bottle it up and wear it all the time.

Entangled feet (except yours can’t touch me because I hate feet. and you’ll do it anyway, on purpose. Because you’re annoying. And we’ll feet fight playfully. Laughing and giggling like teenagers. I'll tell you to stop but I don't want you to stop at all. And you wont.)

Hearing your soft voice tell me you love me while you wrap my curls around your fingers. Reminiscing on how shocked you were when I first cut it (but making sure not to leave out that you loved it).

And we’d lay like that forever.

Last night I had a moment of spiritual awakening.
And it was beautiful.
See I had been wasting my life, shooting aimlessly.
I wondered why I was not motivated.
About anything.
I realized that its time now for me to turn away from the world and live on the inner realms of Domonique.
I thought I'd never see the day when my days were not clogged up by a series of feeds. "News" they call it. Ha.
But its hardly ever news at all.
Putting more time into the lives of strangers. Spending no time with me.
So I decided that from here on the only thing I'd be feeding was myself.
And I said I'd write a poem a day (or something).
I just want to connect somewhere that isn't the internet
and be full.
Fed.
To entertain my life, instead.

I've been selfish
I loved you so much that you existed only in my world.
1 facet. 1 purpose.-- to be loved by me.

I hated the thought of you being too far for too long.
When one day it struck me that I had been selfish and wrong.
You are a person so amazing and deep.
You have goals and ambitions.
Real dreams that took your whole life to construct,
all of which were never even considered by me.
The one that loved you.
Irony.
All this time, I've wanted to keep you close. As close as possible.
But now. I want you to travel as far as your heart will beat. And to find out things. Solve mysteries. Love and be loved deeply. I want you to swell with a hunger for life that you can't even comprehend.

Because now nothing makes me more excited than the thought of seeing you win.

Learning and growing.
Fulfilling and being fulfilled.
Not letting adversity have the last say or losing yourself in things that are man-made.

For the first time ever I realize that there is so much more to your precious being than my silly little fantasy
(together 4eva: L&D;)
So much more to your life than me.

So this marks the night that I release you from the confines of my selfish heart:

and love you still--
miles away
or far apart.