I bet Americans would quickly become antiwar if the people with the most money had to go to war while the poorest stayed home tweeting “people have to die in a war.” Or “Our military is bringing democracy to the world.” And hashtagging #SupportOurTroops #BootsOnTheGround
I like you
But I like me more
I’ll love you
But I’ll love me more
I want to adore you
But I need you to see me
I don’t know you
But I can’t help but wonder and see
I want to know if you are real
But everything in me says you’re not
The doubt is killing me slowly
But not slow enough. It’s torture
I need to be free of this obsession
But I tremble at the thought of our end
I quit you like I quit cigarettes. Each day that I awake, I remind myself that I don’t need you. With every breath that I take, I remember that you are not the air that I breathe. You will not be the cancer in my heart. My growth will not be stunted by someone who’s stagnant. The flame that we burned together has been rubbed out of existence on the sole of my boot. There’s only ash.
Sweet memories of yesterday run through my mind
Deep moments of today fill my body
Tantalizing promises of tomorrow consume my soul
If you like/love someone because of who they showed you, and it turns out that was a lie, you don’t have to stay the course. You’re allowed to reassess, cut your losses and move on…
Don’t nothing hit better than a love song when you’re in love. They touch on every emotion and action of your love or relationship. Played on repeat because they are speaking to your soul. As soon a your ass falls out of love, them shits hit you in the gut, rip your heart out and stomps on it for fun.
Our love is neo soul; rhythmic, connecting and powerful.