In the heart of the city, nestled between the buildings and very little tree, was a quaint location of secret mystery known as ” The Whispering Pages.” It was a sanctuary for those who found solace in the rustle of pages and the scent of old books. I inhaled and protest these words:
As I lure you in, Deep breaths, Affection grew, Wishing I knew, More of every inch, The touch, The elegant essence, I stretch my arms out for you, To hold me and feel my embrace, As I gaze into your eyes, I felt at home.
This prompt hits the soul, the biggest risk would be to pure my heart out to someone, and ask them to love me unconditionally. I want this one person to just trust in you, even though you haven’t known each other long, that I got them, and I just want them to have me.
Where ever they float,
I want to be there to catch them,
Experience their lives and passions,
Hope and faith that creates lives,
I want to give life to those, never see them die,
Purity and honesty okay let’s pave a way,
Our dreams carry us through to see another day,
If I see another dream floating away,
I hope is comes floating towards me,
My way.
I am not going to lie, I am mad as hell. I am been trying to break up for so long with with my phone service provider. Like they not trying to pick my calls, they know I am calling from my new boo. I mean new boo, is not so much better than old boo, forget that, it was never my boo. I am just mad, pick up my calls. I feel like to sue you. Like I am that mad. I am here late at night thinking and trying to break up. I am doing all the required steps, I done verified my old number and password, and everything. Like what’s the deal. You done took my autopay money out my bank account, you bad bad service (lol, I am totally going all in on this rant, so laughable, let me continue.)
Remember it was me paying my bills on time. It was me, when I was telling everyone you had good service and stuff. It was me, calling family through WhatsApp on Wifi and traveling to islands knowing you got me on roaming charges. It was me.
Also it was me who you started robbing with high a$$ fees, taking my autopay money and took over 6 months to get back. It was me, but little did you know I am a real one, oh yea, you didn’t know that huh, I know how to call my credit card company and my bank, I know the secret codes. I am pro at this. While you still aint picking up my calls, I am so mad, I going to win in the end, trust me. Just one phone call and my evidence to the fraud department and it’s all, NEW CARD, WHO DIS? NEW ACCOUNT, WHO DIS?
I am going to be so brand new with my new phone service boo, which I know will also hike up their prices in about 1-2 years and we are going fight and break up. But for now, PICK UP THE PHONE. I hate you. (okay hate is an ugly word, ummmm I will be kind, I truly unlike you deeply.). I can’t wait to move on, heal, get therapy and do better things with my new boo (phone service plan).
If you can relate, drop me a comment! 🙂
*This post is a bit unfiltered and unedited, I really wanted to see what a 4 minutes free write will feel like expressing an emotion. I feel proud of myself.
I have been thinking, That I want to me linking, With you, Pass your curfew, Let’s find something to do, We can talk on the phone for hours, Or we can do something casual, A little bit of touch and tease, A bit of screaming baby please, All while having deep connection, So lure in, Singing melodies, Creating unique fantasies, Make more feelings of ecstasy, So we can fall a sleep, Under the moon, Under a tree, On a blanket of roses, Fitting for you and me.
Could this really be us, Better yet, Is this happening to us, For it shall, It’s the just me and you, Equaling us, Trusting, Every, Moment, With, You, Is, Beautiful.
We can’t win at everything, We can’t please everyone, But ourselves, Life can have challenges, But find ways to level the playing field, Network, Join communities, Of like minded and smarter folks, And cross your fingers, Never give up hope, That you can win, Or at least be over the 90 percentile, For all wins look different to the individual, Define your win, Strive for your win, And
Be Sharper At Being You, Than Someone Else… Know oneself.
