Good Mother

What does it take to have a baby

To have sex with no protection

To persevere through pain to birth life

To instinctively respond to the needs of another

The gods are not to be blamed

You never take out time to call me and when I do you never pick up the phone

You only want to see me when its convenient for you 

On rare days spread miles apart

Yet you wonder why we seem to be drifting apart

MISS YOU

What do you miss the most?

I miss the silly conversations, just talking about absolutely nothing.

I miss the smiles that come unexpectedly in awkward places.

I miss the tempo of juggling hearts

I miss the excitement, my heart beating faster when I see you.

I miss being nosy always wanting to know your business

I miss the feeling, that superficial feeling of knowing that someone, somewhere out there is thinking of me.

I miss you.

Kill it, Bury it, and Amen.

Have you found yourself longing for things you do not truly need?
Caught up in the sea of longings but knowing that those feelings have no true substance.
When you have what you need but long for want what you do not have.


When the tables turn and is seems like you desperately want it more than another. Kill it.


When it feels like you could do and say anything to get this stuff but deep inside you know it ain't good for you. Kill it.

Addicted

Addicted to the way you make me feel.

10:32pm and I still can't fall asleep waiting for you to call or text me. 

Holding on to my phone so addicted to risk missing your call.

I tune my radio listening to the midnight blues cause those love songs remind me of you. 

Tingling all over thinking of you, missing you, wishing you were here beside me.

Would i seem desperate if I called just to hear your voice. Will you be mad that I woke you up just to say I love you.

What have you done to me to feed this addiction?

Could it be the passion l hear in your voice when you speak to me that draws me to you.

Or your generosity in giving me the finer things of life that locks me down to you.

If you make me a promise, am keeping mine....................Addicted.

Till death do us part

He is dead, a life so young, so vibrant, gone just like that.

Who?

That guy called " till death do us part" just died.

How? 

Well, he became evidently sick since you stopped bothering to offer any excuses to returning home late from work.

He had hoped for recovery after the family vacation to Dubai, but nothing really changed like you had promised.

He got worse hearing you call her name in your sleep and worse as you withdrew from me and your children.

He died just as I found out that the bi.... is carrying your baby.

JEALOUS

What does it mean to be jealous?


Waking up a few hours earlier to spy through my partner's phone while he or she is fast asleep.

Calling him or her out over every text message or phone call from any member of the opposite sex.

Paranoid

I was paranoid, could this be true I wondered. It was 4.30am quite early in the morning, hadn't been able to sleep.
Tried to fall asleep a few times but woke up soon afterwards. My heart is beating so fast, I get up and walk over to the toilet, I need to clear my head.
I return back to bed, still can't sleep. After all these years I wonder why I let myself get worked up over this?

Is he Justified?

Is he justified, has he been warning you about your poor cooking skills or consistently hinting at your poor performance in bedmatics, is your recent weight gain slowly turning him off, or has he told you a million times to quit with the nagging but you just won't listen.

Is your partner justified to cheat?