It’s been raining every 12th of the month for 5 months. Dec 12th, 2011….I lost my soulmate.
Dreams of Jamel. I wish I could live in last night’s dream….cuz in that dream he was so alive.
The job of the writer is to make revolution irresistible
Toni Cade Bambara
J.C.B {The Other Side Of Time}
I never dreamed I would see you standing there
On the other side of time
Me here, yearning 2 be part of your universe….again
Questions to God Did he keep you safe
I only want to see your face with all its warmth
These pictures haunt me as your heart beats thru a memory.
I cant laugh in this state, So your laugh is on replay
A smile that melts years of my memories
And i will continue on w/ life
Pain & strife makes u stronger they say
Yet my heart becomes weaker everyday
Im talking to you now, reliving every passed conversation
How much i love you, losing u was my revelation
So consumed….with feelings that have no meaning to me
All that had substance, gone
A bullet so strong….it shattered all our lives
Ended yours
Heartbreak is a deadly thing when you cant let go…
Wishing i didnt have 2 write these words
But I miss you so
Death is so final
Uncompromising in it’s decision
Yet Executed in perfect precision
And Im left here 2 look back on the mistake of memories
Vengeful bcuz look what evil did 2 me To U, To Her, To Him, To them, To US
Wounds that I cant heal
Or even pacify
I can only deny….any feeling at all
Out of fear that it may drive me insane
All that love stolen by a coward
I never knew death’s power
Judging our past, lack of presence
And a future that no longer exist
And Just like that I missed…my love
For J.C.B I love U alwayz & 4ever -Your Nemo #WriteMySoul
They exchange paper for you to be plastic
Jasmine Manns (via adilas)
Untitled
I wasn’t looking…
Wasn’t waiting…
Yet maybe yearning 4 love
As it politely passed me by
And even then-
There were no questions, no “why’s”
I do however remember the “who’s” & the “when’s”
& the “how” it fell apart
And then, the “Maybe he is the one”
Or maybe he’ll never come
Implications are still scary…
Like aiming then shooting blanks from a gun
Yearnings, suppressed cravings
And then it becomes amazing, how possibilities
Turn into probabilities
And the fact that probably
You and I will never be
Yet the possibility of pain perches patiently in the distance
My heart freezes at your resistance
However heartless it may seem
I’m trying hard to hold on to a dream
of you
and me
and WE
It must be a crime to take the responsibility
of loving me…fully
No matter how I want 2 be responsible 2 you
In the morning when you’re hungry…
In the afternoon when U need the inspiration 2 get thru your day
At night 2 massage all your stress away
Yes I could be that…
But My apologies…
you don’t need thatSo here I am, love stifled again
Slighted within
Cuz No I wasn’t looking….
Wasn’t waiting….
Just praying….
For a reality of
You
and me
and we…..
When the probability was always
We would never be
-WriteMySoul
