Every now and then I feel like we are one; even when we aren’t touching. Its one of the best feelings I have ever come across.
It is a shame that I will always be yours but you will never be mine.
I do hope that reality never plays out even though it is feels like the most likly situation and the most realistic.
I guess its good to never get my hopes up. I think believing in this reality will help fix my broken heart one day when you have to leave me.
If you really knew me you’d know I cry when I get happy and sometimes when I am alone I think of you, smile and then cry. You have filled every gap in my life. I don’t think that anyone has ever made another person as happy as you make me.
You have changed my mind on life and that has redirected me completely giving me more energy for my goals. You have listened to me even when you didn’t want to hear me. You have put in time and effort just to go the extra mile and make my day better. You show me selflessness and in return I hope I give you enough. You are honest and genuine. Also you take what I say into consideration with that said you have become someone I would never doubt to be reliable and driven. I have seen you struggle for weeks to get work done and that never stopped you from trying to complete the work. I hope that you value the critics I make on your life as much as what you have said towards me is valued.
I never thought we would be in this relationship from the moment I saw you, but I sure am happy we have it. It may not be traditional but it is more then I thought was possible for me when we met.
I love you. I value you. I would do anything for you. I need you. I would care for you till you were old and gray. I am crying again cause thinking about us getting old together is the best thing that could happen to me from this point in my life on. We would be a team.
I am out of banter and just imagining what later years of our relationship would be and might I say “damn we would have fun”. We might not be opposites but we are different and in our future I jusy picture a lot of sharing of cultures and experiences. We could both learn a lot from each other aimply because we will lead different livea even if we are together.
I have a reaccuring dream of cooking with your mom. Sometimes when I have it she hates me cause she thinks I should already cook like her. In those dreams she doesnt underatand the concept of my white mother not seasoning anything. But sometimes I have the dream and treats me like the daughter she never had. She gets excited to teach me how to cook better.
Dreams are funny cause some you just have and some you aspire to make a reality. That dream is one that I don’t know how I will get it yet but I certainly do aspire to make it come true.
I know I am not the most femine of females out there but when I do open up I think I let out to much which is why i am with you I am always holding. I am sorry for that and will continue to try and be more and more open with my feelings.
Static Shock. This show was like everything to me as a kid. Not only did it have a black protagonist.
but an awesome gay superhero
a BAMF lady hero
and a superhero with dyslexia
It dealt with important issues like peer pressure
bullying and gun safety
and I think that is worth talking about
Woah blast from the past doe