At this point it's to late to argue; race.
Any man can fight it, and any type of woman can dismiss she needs it. But at the end of the day it does not matter whose heart it is. Every heart desires a human touch on the outside of that hard shield we cover up in.
Life has emptied out our cups, but we know in our truths for every argument we later laughed about, for every social media click, or cell phone text. Behind it there is a cup that remains unfilled. And human need wide open to be cuddled, appreciated, body held if not loved.
Now that we’ve established the understanding of who denies love; let’s dive into what we can establish together of figuring out what we both need.
We need one another to figure out our understandings.
We need each other, to figure out who really has our backs; when the rubber meets the road. No matter what color we cohabitate in.
I need, you need, we both need to know; where one is weaker I’ll be your strength.
We need to know that we’re all in those good & bad times. And the day I leave you won't forget our love. But mature and be strong for what we together conquered of storms & learned about ourselves, before we place one more feeling of entitlement. On our children if not another man or woman.
We need to know in hard times, I am confident in my ability to work for more than bread. So we never fight over crumbs that will end this love.
Our shoes will be hard to fill. For some reason love leaves people angry, lonely, spiteful and abandoned instead of peaceful & confident.
But if they appreciated what love lessons taught them, and even by watching us. They could of appreciated Life moves on, and people make final choices. And for every cup that is empty there is the next Someone; who is waiting to sip slooowly from it.
Thank you mama for watching over me, listening carefully, loving my kids, walking with me in those darkest days, and teaching me what is a priority in my own life. I made promises before I left. I know you will end this story on the right melody for me. You always knew "WHY" our feet will stumble over rocks & stones. And I listened & learned how to love me first. Transforming into being my own man, with my children at my end. In a world we've given up on one another. Bartered with limited time, exhausted excessive energy to not change ourselves. While attempting to change each other.
The reality is so many made empty promises to each other. I kept my faith. And watched closely to who sustained loyalty, served our community & lead in our history. But lacked in our own human performances, and patience. Then expected; higher expectations in return. Because of our minimum effort to communicate & first understand more about ourselves. To be open in learning more about each other.
In memory of your son 1991-2020,
