End Of The Road To ForEver  

Don’t take it personal, I loved you. I cared at one point, but the moment you chose her over me, you left my heart on the same road you picked hers up. 

At one point I wanted to know, what about her made you leave? What about her made you cheat? 

I thought giving you mostly all of me was enough, these tears and dreams of you wont subside, and I’m wondering when you handed me the drivers seat, did I steer us wrong?

I trusted you, I let you blind sight me as you took control of what was suppose to be forever. 

When my eyes finally seen where we were, it was a pile of words, with my heart placed on top. 

Memories of you still in my head, I can’t let it go. Like you released voo-doo on my heart, and I can’t get it back. 

Reverse this curse, I can’t let this be the end of my happiness or let my heart lie at the bottom of your boot. 

Do you even realize the footsteps of my blood that poured from my heart trailing you as you walked away?

After all this time I still can’t let another in, the damage from this crash is hard to recover from. 

Something that can’t be fixed by having you but by truly letting you go, all this time I searched for closure but it’s time I end this book without the ending that was expected. 

It was good while it lasted, a tragedy when it ended, as both stories move on in two different directions, there’s always hope it can meet again later on a crossroad.  

Eyes Of Beauty (Beautiful Soul) 

  

When I look into your eyes, I can see your very soul. The depths of its beauty and the intimacy of your world. 

I can see a galaxy of love and sunshine all around you, it’s what they call a halo, but with you it’s more like a crown of true purpose. 

Made perfectly, made just for me. When I’m around you it isn’t a me or a you, just 2 hearts combining into one, one soul, one life connected by God himself and if I can admit, I say my soulmate. 

Not just the way I feel with you but, what I don’t without you. You complete me, not just have my heart in your hand or pocket, but as if you attached it to your own and created a new heart. 

How can I not have sex with you, and feel like I have, how can I lay next to you and hold you and be satisfied physically? How can your kisses mean more than the words  I love you when you’ve shown me enough, I don’t need them. 

Our spirits intertwined, LoveTogether, I know when I’m with you there’s no place greater. So if I die in your arms I’ve made it to heaven, and if I’m dreaming don’t wake me. 

Life just isn’t worth living, if you can’t live it with me. 

Watched You Sleeping

Staring at your lips, rubbing my hand lightly across your face.

 Whispering how much I love you in your ear. 

Envisioning life with you, the great things we could do together. 

I realized how much I loved you, how much you completed me. 

That no matter what we had faced, we did together. 

Couldn’t imagine life without you, couldn’t wait to tell the story to our kids, how we met and how we grew. 

Even if we drifted apart, I knew I could never love another like I love you. 

My first true love and my best friend. 

Private Education 

I have been looking into sending my soon-to-be 5 year old into private school. The public schools here in Milwaukee just isn’t the best. One problem, the COST of private schooling when your a one income home and no help. I tried to find more scholarships and grants to help and I won’t give up yet. But, it struck a nerve of mine to know how hard it is when you truly want the best for your children. How much money and even more sacrifices I will have to make to get her into one. I will pray that God sends help to get her into one. Public schools aren’t the worst but they just don’t have a heart in them like it use to when I was coming up. It’s sad but also its bad. The inner city as they call bad neighborhood kids don’t get a great education. Barely anything, although I work with my daughter at home and she’s very advanced for a 4 year old, I still want her to be able to have a school with great academics and music and athletics. So she can spread her mind into a lot of things to find out who she is. Pray along with me that God makes a way, and that I can with God get my child a better education without breaking my pockets.

Thanks Guys! 

❤️

Rage of Unfair Treatments

I can say that I’m upset. I have a right to be. When I turn on the news I see nothing but bloodshed and mistreating of young people for money. For years personally I have encountered, being seen for money. I was a price tag and wasn’t aware. That’s the way some leaders see the youth, a quick ticket to a lump sum. It’s not fair nor is it right! Did you know that some black teens or young moms have multiple children so that they can receive a larger amount in a tax return? 

It sounds and is so defiling for many black youth that aren’t making the same mistakes and growing from their poor choices. I always ask why do they not love themselves enough to want more than a tax return but, can make that and more by owning some things and becoming a leader in these communities. It’s upsetting and it makes me wonder if there is any hope anymore. 

Everything on this earth has a price tag, even people, heck even babies. That’s why celebs have a “worth” , why some have multiple kids, why some women and men sell their bodies for money, why we buy into material things we don’t need. 

It’s all image and money. 

I feel like history is just repeating itself again, instead of going forward,we have allowed a limited amount of growth, didn’t pass down the struggle, and allowed our generations and dignity and integrity to backfire and go backwards! 

I ask are these last day issues? Or Just a world full of foolishness. I know it’s the last days. God have mercy on the hearts of the greedy and cold. 

I always hope and wish for things to turn around, but we also need vessels that are willing to hit the streets not just, hide behind church walls and a computer or phone device commenting. We have enough commentary. We need actions! 
One Love! 

A love Without Pressure

I watch a lot of “A Different World”. I really love that show. What stands out most to me is the realness of things that goes on in the “black” world. It’s amazing how even though the show was on in the 90’s, its relevance still contributes to today’s problems and issues. My favorite character is DeWayne Wayne. It may not be shocking that he’s my favorite if you know me. His intellect and values displayed is one I hope to find in my future husband. One of the things I love most about him is his love for Whitley. Both coming from different worlds and marrying into one. His. Through his love he shows her and teaches her and guides her into becoming better and realizing what’s most important. He represents what black men use to represent. Now I won’t say all black men are just horrible, I don’t believe that. I have many friends who shows true integrity in who they are, what they stand for, and what they believe. I value their friendship and their aspects of life.

But I also ask why are those friends of mine are in the friend zone, not potential husband candidates.  Some my choosing and some not. But I love how I can communicate with them about any level or any topic and none have to do with getting into my pants. That I cherish. 

That’s what I want in a man. A love with no pressure. We know what we want, what we want to build, accomplish, give back into, and share to help make and create better for our own. 

A relationship without pressure isn’t one full of true love

But I add, the pressures of true love shouldn’t consist of ungodly pressures. It’s normal to have pressure applied to life so that you can learn what’s needed to know, for you to grow. Some pressures out here these days aren’t healthy for anyone individually non the less a couple. 
#adifferentworld #love #pressure #god #christianity #relationships 

Match This!

  
Media: Matching couples the new trend for relationship Goals. 

  

Personally my question would be what else other than matching clothing and sneakers, makes your relationship bold enough to be set as a “goal”. What about true loyalty? Respect? LifeGoals? True Love? God? Growing? Standing Out & Not Blending In? Cheating? Etc. 

Am I wrong for wondering about what your new idea of relationships is based upon? I don’t. Sorry but not sorry.  It’s not a “goal” it’s what I would like to call, for show! Yep. You two dress up, go out, make sure to snap pictures, only to show on Instagram and Facebook to all of the people you DONT know to prove your what?? 

In style or can afford the best? Still none of that is for each of you, it’s for those you are trying to impress that don’t know you. 

If you’d ask me I’d rather myself and my significant other to wear totally different clothing, that’s not trendy and not as expensive but our Goals match, our life matches, our Faith matches, our family values and Morals match. That’s what’s more important. I don’t want a relationship based upon what the social media likes and dislikes. I don’t want just to be cute together, but be true together. The cutest thing I’ve ever seen is my married aunt for over 14 years seen her husband pull up and say, “there’s my baby” with the biggest smile. Myself and other cousins asked ” you still say that? And smile so big?” She goes “yes that’s my baby!”   That’s a true relationship goal to be married for that long yet still have the same feelings you had at the early dating stages. Not just that, they are Christians! True believers, they raised their family together, traveled together, made so many decisions to better their family! With God not Without him.  

 
The true relationship Goal: 

” I do”

Match my commitment, not my look. 

If it’s truly a goal, it should be something that you reach for that will make you become greater and grow. 

  

  
   
 
#relationshipgoals #god #christian #marriage #goals #scripture #beauty #socialmedia

A Letter To A Lost Friend 

I tossed and turned all night thinking of you. Our last conversation and how you are going through. Though I was there to listen I wondered what can I do? As I contemplated on words to choose I was left with no words for comfort I was just mute. What’s life without friends to help you through? What’s emptiness when you have gave all of you? I understand your pain though I have been down too. Your eyes crying for a filling and I see right through. The smile the brave posture. Your words saying you know what to do, yet you can’t find the strength to reach to. I know thoughts weigh heavy on you, that why I try to make my self available to you. So you know your not alone, yet when you feel when my shoulder can be your home. I don’t have all the answers, and I don’t know why you feel the way you do. I see your pain and loneliness and you have seen mine too. I hurt when you hurt, I cry when you cry. It’s ashamed after giving so much of yourself when your weak you don’t know where to turn to. But I’m here, ready to wipe every tear. Here to hold you up in the only way I know how, so say these words with me to. Dear God I know your there, my friend is lost in her own world not knowing what to do. So we come to you, we surrender our problems to you. Knowing you can fill any emptiness with your love and comfort too. We ask for a change, we ask for a blessing, we ask because your son died so that we may be whole, change our soul, change our thoughts, change the pain that lies in our hearts. Heal what’s broken and wounded right now God. I believe in you as you believe in me, do what only you can do. Now as we ask these things in you, we yield to your answer. And if God it doesn’t come tonight let the joy you give come in he morning. I won’t rest until you bless me like Jacob did with the Angel, because you promised you won’t but more on me than I can handle. In your son Jesus NAME AMEN. 
So now my friend may you rest in peace knowing God has heard our call, and will meet your need. Everything will work out fine, God is sending your answer through his express mail. Tell the devil he can go back to hell. With his thoughts of discouragement and his ways to attack your mind. He may have won a battle but remember the war is yours!     

-Brianna Whittington 

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