She is yours to keep,
but not yours to own.
Yours to lead,
but not yours to lord over.
If we become like those
who failed to love us how
we were meant to be loved,
and treat others the same way
they treated us,
we’ve become enemies of love
and allies with misery.
Your body must be home to you.
You must find comfort in it.
If you must know, that welcoming smile
is the doorway to the beautiful sky.
That soft voice is honey to the ears of birds.
That heart is oxygen to this earth.
You must risk your heart
to catch love.
This world is all
give and take.
The joy of takers
do not last long.
They tend to
always run out of
things to give
before the givers.
Your curves lead to the ocean,
only those with good driving skills
can handle them.
To many, it won't be the safest route,
they'll miss the turns,
they'll be afraid of being mocked,
they won't be comfortable during the ride.
But love, that's their problem.
Your curves are beautiful.
If they can’t love you,
losing more of you shouldn’t be the solution.
You are not a fool
for being fooled
by a fool.
Being thick skinned
will do you more good
than being thick.
Out of the men you attract,
some will try to handle you,
but there’ll be one who will
help you handle life.
The kind of thickness
you’re serving often
determines
who dines at your table.
Get thick sweetheart,
but get that skin thicker
and that heart purer.
They'll walk you further
in this life
than thick thighs ever will.
How can you blame her for choosing herself first
when choosing yourself is your favorite sport?
Women like her have been victims to enough players, and lost in far too many games.
How can her playing it safe and
being her own MVP be an issue?
The motto that stood as a tagline to your ego
used to be, “Don’t hate the player, hate the game,”
but now you complain, mouthing off about the game
being unfair and her playing too much.
You can’t win them all.
Falling for bad promises is easy.
Our cravings for truthful actions
from someone we love will oftentimes
convince us to see things as they are not.
We become blind and deaf to the truth,
while playing guessing games with the lies,
trying to find which one they'll ever fulfill.
Therefore, forgive yourself.
More than enough of us have been there.
If his actions don’t speak
any love languages,
his voice must become
a foreign noise to you.
Reassurance,
quality time,
affection,
and serving you ought to be found
in what he does
more than what he speaks.
The eyes may lie on some occasions,
but not as often as the ears
do to the heart.
Drugs are liars
who claim they can give
better realities than the current one.
Stupid liars.
They will only silence the hurt
while they feed the pain.
They will promise you freedom
as long you are a slave to them.
Them not having an appetite for you
does not make you less desirable.
I asked the sky,
“Of all the creations you look down upon,
which would you say is the most beautiful?”
He said, “Her.”
I smiled knowing that he is as observant as I am.
Simple reminder IV
It is better
to be soul food
than to be an
eye candy,
sweetheart.
You may pique her interest,
but you must keep her attention.
You may be granted a date,
but you must court her beyond the courtsides.
You may gain exclusivity,
but you must contribute to her
or gift her presence with your absence.
Have your own,
but do not let it own you.
Be strong, but realize that
loving a man
who is in love with you
does not spell weakness.
Be independent,
but never let yourself
become a man-hater.
Do not give resentment that type of power.
It is not “men”
who are your enemy,
but
liars,
manipulators,
and cheaters.
Those exist both
in men and women.
They can’t break you.
They don’t have the power
to break fighters.
You can only scar warriors;
conquerors are meant to overcome.
You must find the freedom to freely admit
that his touches are still uncomfortable to you
because you’ve had people who look like him
touch you the same places.
Although without a shadow of a doubt,
you know he is not the same,
he awakes a similar feeling.
Old memories are dug up,
giving breath to skeletons
you hid far beyond your closet.
Listen,
many of us who have seen darkness
don’t know how to accept love,
even when our lover accepts our past.
Be honest with him,
tell him you don’t know how to love yet,
even when it’s everything you want.
Protect your heart,
but don’t protect your ego in the process.
It’ll cage your heart,
instead of building boundaries around it.
You only kill you
when you live for them.
You kill your dreams,
when you try to convince
your eyes to be one with their vision.
Falling in love
is like going sky diving.
It is exciting,
scary,
and fulfilling.
There will be days
you hit the ground with love,
but you have to get up
to fall further in.
You must be patient
or you’ll never be introduced to
the beautiful soul
that is under her mountain
of bad experiences.
Gold isn’t found easily.
If love isn’t what
you are trying to harvest,
do her a favor and let her know,
so she can make sure
she does not find ground in you
to plan her seed of love.
Recipe for his growth
I am convinced that a man
cannot be a man
to a woman, until
he understands
that she is not made
only to feed the appetite
of his lust,
but to nour
ish his core’s
hunger for love.
Gamble with love,
but do not gamble
your heart away to jokers.
Simple reminder V
Give yourself more credit.
Being so stubborn to failure
and so attached to perseverance
is more admirable than
you’ve led yourself to believe.
You’re winning,
people cheering.
You cannot love a woman like that
with just words and basic actions.
Do the unusual things that prove
that you're crazy for her.
I cannot tell you what those things
ought to be, but I can tell you that
going to the extreme for real love
doesn’t crown you a fool,
but a romantic.
Her skin is honey
Her heart is gold
Her speech is harmonious
Her love is heavenly
She's been a student of pain,
been in the class of drama,
and circumstances have
yelled at her most of her life.
She wants peace now,
she doesn’t want to cradle her problems
in her mind before she sleeps.
She wants to hear less of the world
and do more in her world.
She wants to silence her mind
and listen to God.
If you do not come to contribute to that,
you’re a disturbance not a lover.
Your body isn’t a hotel room
for men to spend the night
and check out before the sun stands
over the earth.
It was created to be a home
for planting love
and growing a family.
I am a man,
I cannot tell you
what burden she carries,
but I can tell that they are too
heavy for one person to carry.
Nights like this,
she thinks of herself,
what she loves,
what she missed while missing you.
She thinks about what you both were
and could’ve been.
Then she dreams about what she is going to be.
You are no longer her happiness,
she is what now makes her smile.
Whether you play your hand right or not,
a king will find his way to you.
As long as you hand God your cards to deal.
Love’s influence
Her love is powerful.
I am saying this as a man
who has abandoned
many versions of myself
to be better for women like her.
Love is meant to continually blossom.
If it withers overtime,
It is because the soil was not right
Maybe the heart wasn’t ready enough,
Or you two were wrong for one another.
I’d bet on the latter.
You not recognizing that you’re precious
and that every inch of you
is beautiful,
is your blindness.
Them not recognizing
your worth
and cherishing you,
is their blindness.
The blind cannot lead the blind.
They only find better routes
to mislead each other.
To one man you are not enough;
yet, to another you’re more than enough.
If that tells you anything sweetheart,
it’s that your worth shouldn’t be found in
or determined by a man.
Study her silence,
search her mind
when she is saying nothing.
Her scars should tell you that
she is very capable of healing
and there's a survivor beyond that smile.
You also have to understand that
anyone who has been cut before
is a little afraid of knives,
and every survivor lives with precaution.
Therefore,
she will have fears when it comes to love
and she will be hesitant when it comes to trusting.
Befriend patience.
Simple reminder VI
You’re a great catch
that has fallen
into the wrong arms.
If we love with restrictions
and tie it to conditions,
we do not give love room to be love.
When we let true love end,
we experience death.
When we let unpromising love die,
Food for thought
You don’t need to
sleep with her to know that
she is the woman of your dreams.
What you have to realize
is that she remembers when it ended,
it ended long before she left.
She held on until her hand grew numb,
until she grew too weak to hold on any longer.
She had to convince herself far too many times
to fight for practically nothing.
The memories of how it started
still have a special place in her mind,
but you must know this:
Her leaving took wrestling against
every part of herself.
Her leaving you is an act of love,
realizing that she has to love herself more
than she cares for you.
Rake your hands through her hair,
Whisper beautiful words in her ears,
Cup your hands around her beautiful face,
Admire her breath-taking beauty,
Kiss her lips as if they’re both
a forbidden fruit
and the sweetest peach you ever tasted.
Hang on to every word that finds its way
out of her mouth.
Let them make a home to your ears,
help them find a space to reside in your memory.
She has had enough with men who heard her,
but did not listen,
nor gave her existence the attention it deserved.
She is a keeper,
as long as you act like you need her
and treat her like you want to keep her.
Her beauty is timeless.
It is one of those things
that time only betters.
Her skin may inherit wrinkles,
but she will have only left behind
undesirable parts of her by then,
parts of her she needed to outgrow.
Her beauty is timeless,
Perhaps not to the naked eye,
but to those who can see the soul
and listen to the heart.
She only blooms to different stages of beauty.
We risk too much
for the wrong people
and too little
for the right ones.
It’s not lost love that we mourn,
but memories.
Love cannot be mourned
as long as both lovers are breathing.
It’s the time lost,
the de-attachment,
the moments engraved in the mind,
the death of the feeling that once lived
when things had begun.
As you wait for that moment
when you grow tired enough to walk away,
your legs are also growing tired,
your knees are growing weak in a way they
shouldn’t.
Eventually, you won’t have enough strength to
walk away as fast as you were supposed to.
Discern
Loyalty is an activist
who fights to
earn your lover’s trust,
and the freedom for their heart
to become yours.
However,
it can also be a dictator
your partner uses to keep
your heart imprisoned.
She doesn't want a man
who can fall in love with her,
there's not a doubt that she is lovable.
She needed a man
who would be in love with her,
that has been a challenge
many men she has met have faced.
I stared at her
not to search deeper
for flaws,
but because I am amazed by her.
Never in a million years
did I think
love would be wearing
such a gorgeous flesh.
Simple reminder VII
He can't love you
if he has never
seen love
in the mirror.
The beauty of surviving and learning
Her lips are made to be kissed by someone
who doesn’t condemn the bittersweet flavor