You say what want real love but the 1st thing you do when you view the admiration of two other than you is become aloof. In order to receive, take heed: You get what you pay attention to. Focus on healing & your heart will be renewed. The universe is limitless, there’s enough love for them and you too.
~ Tiffany Michellé
Monthly Archives: October 2014
Jealous #Girl
Forevermore…
What do you say when your mind stops, when the wind no longer blows, the yearn grows and it grows. What do you do when the words cease to be, when the dirt is no longer moist, when silence is your sole choice. What do you say when you’re speech lacks tone, when your voice is gone, when you are speechless, when silence lingers.
I think of moments in time when I was loved. A time when he held me close and I was the safest girl in the world. Moments when he would touch me in places never unearthed before. His finger tips caressed my soul. We loved. We laughed. We were the stars in each others eyes. My Moon. His Earth. He was my god. I, his goddess. When the world would sleep, his mind would scream, his heart would weep. When the sun rised, different was he. He’d become distant. As if he’d never been here before. Reaching deep within the confides of silent solitude, out of loves reach. Thoughts became unfamiliar, pain peculiar, a space unknown. I loved him as I never loved. My mind wanders, my heart desiring to hear his words again and forevermore but his spirit is with me no more.
~ Tiffany Michellé
Article: 10 Signs He’s Not Ready for Marriage
10 Signs He’s Not Ready for Marriage
Jaded
The residue of the reflection of you absent of hue Lifeless The suns shines a little brighter since you’ve been gone When I recall your tone, I’m remember why I’d rather be alone When the Moon dictates the sky line my bones shake chills my feet grow cold That’s why they make blankets I should’ve known then as I know now I would’ve spent more time sipping wine, enjoying the moments as I unwind listening to jazz I should’ve got more ass…sets Saving my dimes and my mind Years of fear the time wasted But what can I say I was jaded Hiding behind rose colored glasses I hated I waited so long to leave You didn’t add to me Only my age increased I thought it was love but it was a disease An ailment that plagued my Soul I thought I was full An illusion I was empty I’ve come to my senses I’m different Stronger more realistic than I used to be You named my motives selfish for Loving me more than I did you Sipping wine unwinding in my moments in time listening to jazz getting more ass Glad our time has passed.
Tiffany Michellé
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