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The Essence of a Woman’s Love

The voice and mind of a woman is superb and powerful. Let’s not bury it with an aggravated attempt at a man’s conscious. I used to try to “act like a lady and think like a man” but I realized that thinking like a man is just a waste of a woman. It’s wiser and much more beneficial to study a man’s behavior and communicate to find his true desires and love him with the fruits of his hearts confessions. To love a man and receive the best of his love in return takes a deeper approach than mimicking his mindset. Don’t rob a man of the love that’s rooted from a woman’s essence. Don’t try to adopt his demeanor, let a man be the man, find the voice of your womanhood and play your phenomenal role as a woman. Speak your mind after learning his. Give him the space he desires in order to have a clear head, and be patient while loving him. In this, the love that he’s always wanted will be revealed through you. Sacrifice the selfish ways that bring out that desperate lover and love him the way he wants to be loved, because at the end of it all thats what women want as well. Give him that same respect you demand and you’ll discover a man that is proud and anxious to love you with the best of who he is and every ounce of passion that he has to offer. That’s what we’ve wanted so bad for so long, and it’s not impossible to find, but half the search is within the love we possess and put forth.  So love him in a way that he’s shown will work, in a way in which neither heart is left in the dirt and he’ll love you in return for all that you’re worth.

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…Him

As soon as my head hit his chest, the rest of the night was blessed. I showed him every element, and let him get the best. There was legs in legs and chests on breasts. I held him close, his arms gripped me tighter, our bodies were a love nest that couldn’t keep quiet. Whether he dove or swam, he was in to win. Whether we restled or we layed, songs were played either way. In a sound that I’ve never heard, this man’s touch was caressing my tightest nerves, easing all my worries and erasing all the hurt. His love was speaking brave words that relayed as he slurred, every sip and hit got the truth to his thoughts closer to the edge of his lips. And at the end of all resistance, I collapsed, my face fell flat and I rested on the sound of his existence.

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Her Single Declaration

I’m a lover at heart, and I always will be. I’ll always know that being in a strong loving relationship truly keeps me warm at night. With that said, I keep thinking of this single life as a part time job I’ll have to work in order to get me to where I want to be. But maybe it’s something I must own, a situation I need to live through and complete before I’ll ever be ready to believe in love with such a giving heart as I once did. I don’t want to rush into emotions thinking I got lucky when truthfully I’m embracing something that is helping me to avoid the dreadful period of ‘no significant other’. I’ve always been in relationships, but suddenly I’ve been taken by a storm that caused me to require an emotional separation from love in that sense.

I gave everything that a woman could possibly give of herself and when you do that and it still doesn’t measure up to forever, it has a way of fucking shit up in your heart and hopes, and in your mind as well. You start to questions things, people, and intentions; everything becomes suspect to possibly bringing you pain again. When you believe in something or someone so much and then reality hits that your fairytale was just as distorted and downhill as the next persons, you start to see that sometimes even the best love story’s have their endings.  What the hell happened to the love I used to brag about? I took so much pride in that relationship truly thinking it was better than anyone else’s.  You look back and see the definition of what you called love. You start to remember the gut feelings that haunted you, but even more you recall sweeping them aside with high hopes and wishful thinking.

Let’s face it, we can all fall victim to heartbreak, we put our trust and understanding in the hands of another imperfect human. Half the time we’re unaware of what their internal battles are therefore often times there’s a lot that we don’t see ourselves getting into. But that’s life and you need love to live a full one. Rest assured that eventually you’ll heal and  you’ll take that risk again one day because you’d rather put your heart on the edge knowing the cost you could pay because love is worth that sacred chance. That’s harder to imagine than it is to say, but I truly believe that one day I and every other single man or woman I know will feel that way. For every heart that’s born, there’s another heart for it to live happily and confidently with. That’s something beautiful to look towards, and you know it’s out there, even when the depressed broken heart tells you otherwise.

For now, you must do the necessary and carry on. Carry yourself to the brightest future you can imagine, be successful and light the path to the destiny you’ve always dreamed of. Take this chance to paint your future out just how you want it without the concern of fitting someone else’s lifestyle as well. BE SINGLE AND OWN IT TO THE FULLEST. Love will make its way back around when the time is undeniably right, and the heart has drastically healed. You’ll be a better person by that time, and you’ll have a lot more love to give. For now, be your own special someone, and be true to yourself. Above everything, follow your heart, trust your voice and go forth with your life knowing that God is working it all out for you. You no longer have to look for Mr. or Ms. Right, just embrace people for who they are and enjoy them without looking for a lasting love in their eyes. Focus on your bright future, let your heart be the driving force inside of you and do it for the first time like you’ve never done it before. Be bold and claim the passions you have for life outside of romance. Believe it or not there’s more that drives you than just the heart of a hopeless romantic with a head full of fairytales. There’s more that you have to offer this world, more that you have to offer yourself, so do your soul searching and find that other beautiful person you’ve forgotten about for so long now, DO YOU!

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Last Lovers Rhapsody

Maybe maybe was a never and forever was a curse. All the time we spent together put us on the edge of something worse. We planned a future and planned to stay close, damn the day if the Lord ever saw the love as a hoax. We tried once it didn’t work, we tried twice it only hurt. Maybe passion brings pretty pain and lust brought delicious dirt. He tasted me and his tongue went numb from the work, I loved it so much I put the favor in reverse. Top or bottom, he went low I got high, he put the crown somewhere inside, but since that day my heart’s been paralyzed.

We made love, good grub type of love. Other days was it just sex or just friends with a man that I put on a pedal stool of hope, but it tips and it turns. Some people make a mark too hard to casually return and the selfish heart will always crave more of loves fire, and more of what burns.

But I used to bet my heart on the end of this world that you wouldn’t be getting married unless I would be the girl. I just couldn’t fathom to say I do to another, I would have gone further to claim my love than those thoughts could unveil. But that was before I saw all the wretched truths that this story would entail. With a line of broken promises and priorities for other things you cared, I would be one that you failed.

That’s just what makes you the man of a destiny that rules the depths of destruction in every kinky curl. My bad hair days are rooted from lack of sleep as my mind is stuck in day dreams and damned from the peaceful resting realm. Damn damn, I wonder if his hearts been overwhelmed.

But I damned you and I damned us, and I swore to future that my soul was determined and my mind wouldn’t budge. But that’s love, and the heart battles the mind as the constant war of all mankind. But would you save me if I called you and said that my world was on the edge, and all I needed was for you to rock it so that I wouldn’t fall through. I mean would that call even go through, if I remember right you never answered enough back when I was with you. I was only angry
because I was with you, right or wrong, really with you, in everything I did my heart and my
soul was equipped for that battle because I was with you…

And know in everything I speak, everything I spoke when I left you with half a piece of who you’ve been and half a piece of me, I still had dreams. Even a broken hearted scholar couldn’t recognize the shattered pieces you still tend to bring.

But you say you loved me the most, even after the math added, subtracted and divided up
our toasts, it all equaled up to the one that had our hearts clouded by the smoke. I took pride in the story, once in a lifetime a fairytale came true for both.

That took years to build and just months to end. So I gave up and then you gave in, you didn’t beg me stay, Our demise was ready to begin.  If I would have never called that shot, you’d still be holding on for the sake of love alone, even if all that made it up was gone. The friendship, dead. The promises, faded. The trust, that’s some shit that’s always been jaded. The loyalty is a jagged line that’s faded due to lust crimes. And I tried to read your mind only because I couldn’t speak mine. Our communication skills went from bad to the worst of all time. I guess we’ll both be single and on the mingle until our hearts heal themselves enough to fix this frame of mind. In solitude and silence our pride sets aside and our hearts bleed the truth that we could never find.

It all came down to a love that was true even with the lies, it was so right even when it was wrong half the time. I could see through your soul and disregard every love crime and be the proof to those that challenge the truth that love is blind.

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