“Momma usta say everything that glitters aint gold”… I guess she was right!
At 27 years and 6 months I was regretting everything my love life had become. Sitting in my bedroom window Jazmine Sullivan …rang through the air. “Im in love with another man”. If only I had one I screamed.
I felt tightness in my chest while crossing my legs I scribbled RELEASE across the page of my journal while sparking my spliff. A small smile crept on my lips, as i remembered his pearly white teeth and strong energy.
i exhaled as clouds from my ganja plant burned. I decided to reminisce.
We met in the mishaps of friday night traffic. slamming on my breaks i missed his side swipe by a thin thread. We pulled to the side and exited vehicles. I was caught in a spiritual wind of merging hearts. Have you ever glanced at someone and knew in that instance when your eyes locked this could be your forever. In milli seconds you could vision love making, babies, play recitals and dinner dates.
The initial exchange really didnt matter it was at this moment. This stranger. This passion. This pain. This feeling of settle. This desire to want more, need more grew at rates unimaginable.
You see the last couple months Ive held numerous sip amd chats about my man and howd he be and what I wouldnt except and what Id do if this or that occured but today Im filled with possibility. I muster enough will power to shatter the misconception of love.
What it should look like..
What it does and says….
How its created…
RELEASE!
Jumping from my sit I quickly flipped my pandora to India Arie feeling empowered I swayed to India’s private party.
I chuckled and the thought of my moms warning…. See there is no road map to love and I may have just missed my chance. Maybe just maybe if it glitters it is Gold.
” Believe in Love, and Fairytales”
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