HIM. Part 2

He was...he was everything & anything I ever thought a man could be.
I was in love. Head over heels I couldn't stop thinking about him every thing I wrote was about him. I couldn't even hum a tune without it being some silly cute love song and I was ....

happy....

Didn't care about shit else because it was me and my baby against the world and if you didn't give a shit about us.. well.. we couldn't care less.We were like bread and butter... right & left shoes... shit nobody could tell us NOTHING. Envious stares would be the norm for us and we... well we laughed because we were just that fucking ill.... and I loved him...gave him everything about me willingly and he returned the same respects...

we were happy...

no arguments just chilling letting life take us for the ride hand in hand just not giving a fuck about the world...

we had each other...

forever ...

(this is where my trust in the word forever came to a crashing halt)

he was taken away from me...
fast...

and never to return to me...
hell if I saw him today I probably wouldn't even know its him...
maybe...
but its crazy how he told me...

"one day you are going to tell your kids about me dear... but I'm hoping while you telling them... they are our kids and I'm in the next room sleeping or... watching porn"


now I tell that story to a blog with a heavy heart
years later.. still in pain...
crazy...


that nigga right there was that nigga... the ultimate dude...

and when he had to leave me due to family issues...

I became unhappy....

now.. since then there has only been 2 other men to come CLOSE to that guy...
to even reach that status in my eyes that they are indeed one of the one's for me

(I believe there are about 7 soul mates per person on earth in a life time)


but could it be because I'm still holding onto that memory that I'm unhappy?


Comparing them to him is UNFAIR. ... yet I still do it...
I can't help to.. he was just that nigga that dude that.. man...


everything....


I write poetry today BECAUSE of that nigga...

*sigh*

he set that bar so high...

and still no one could knock it on down.....

but HE came close....

(to be continued)