A Diary of A Woman [Chapter V] I mean, if shes willing to give her time, mind, love, her pair of lips, pair of her breasts, her tummy, along with the other pair of lips down south to you, what more do you need? Then it takes us back to them begging for our attention when we no longer care, wanting us to think back and miss the kisses wed share, the love wed make, the trust they promised not to break, to the orgasms they would fake because their mind was not with you, but with the one they promised that everything was through. That sad memory you have in you that keeps reminding you that it is a weekend because your calls are ignored, and your texts they avoid, When the emptiness suddenly fills up your heart and leaves no room for happiness, when the silence in your veins is louder than the echoes of the moans and groans escaping their lips, and the bed rocking sound the bed frame makes. When your mind is in a battlefield fighting illusions and reality, because the only reality you know is their serpent lies. The kind of lies that keps you going, it matters not whether it is back or forth. Those kind of lies that made you, woman! Believe that his battery died, but funny enough his phone was on. Such, lies that turned into a catalyst to speed up the reaction of the so called love you two are making because, he doesnt have time to caress and talk to your hair anymore, he doesnt have time to caress and communicate with yout body anymore, neither does he have time to let you drip a bit, beg for it, demand it, and squirt the juices of love making. Such lies that led you into creating an excuse for him, because fighting him suddenly feels wrong. Yes! It is wrong! It has always been wrong! Because, you have been there for far too long! You have danced for the same lunatic song! You have been there, it drained all of your energy, you are no longer strong! If you want to know who i am? I am the little girl inside of you who throws tantrums but is shut down because he no longer has time to fool around, to play with you, to pull your cheeks, to kiss your lips, to play with your toes, run around and giggle like toddlers. All that aint because you have changed, the essence of your beauty had faded away, neither is it because you no longer turn him on, but its because someone has taken your place, and you need to leave without a trace. To be continued. . . LBP (c) All Rights Reserved 2013
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 14:34:36 +0000