no pressure

No pressure.. ..  the lines of communication are open..

I mean we need to talk.. nothing in particular.. but everything and nothing..

The more you talk.. the more I listen..

the more I can decipher.. the more I learn..

but no pressure.. I just want to check out your vibrations..

Do you speak to me when no words are spoken..

Can I grow from you?

No pressure..

wonderful things have been created in the friend zone.

No pressure..


Today I decided I’m running away

Baby today I’m running away.. I honestly can’t take it anymore..

I mean what can I say? this was long over due.. and I was not satisfied.

So baby I’m running.. I’m running from comfort and from mediocrity..

If I ever plan to live the life I want, I have to leave comfort behind.

Today I made my choice to speak to the universe and tell myself it will be ok..

I deserve every good thing that is coming my way.

passion, love, good energy, peace.. assurance

and it feels oh so go to leave..

opportunity is waiting for me..

Broken hearts

You were not my type.. But your willingness to listen to me attracted me.. I remember out first time meet up.. We sat in my front yard and talked until 5 am and I knew I had to be on the road by 6 am.. I liked your mind.. I liked how you took care of those around you.. But I couldn’t stand another heart break.. I coasted with you for months.. Leaving you at arms length.. I finally decided to let you in.. I told you my pain.. I air my dirty laundry.. I trusted you.. I believed you.. You told me that you loved me.. I didn’t say it back because I wanted to be sure.. I let you love me.. I gave myself to you.. All I wanted in return was love and honesty.. I wanted to be there for you during your tragic times.. I prayed for you when I couldn’t pray for myself.. During my hard Times you weren’t there.. I adjusted.. I moved forward.. You popped back up.. You left again… Tragedy stuck once more.. There I am.. Trying to heal you..  And you take.. And take.. Nothing to be reciprocated…. I over extend.. You reassure me that it’s no one else.. I believe you.. And I believe you.. And I believe you.. Until I stop blocking the good sense that my ancestors gave me. I prayed to the most high.. I prayed to my inner self.. I prayed for peace.. And my answer came.. Its not me .. It was you.. You were attracted to my nurturing ..  What I have.. You needed..   But I have nothing left.. Nothing but pieces.. Pieces of a broken heart.