Determined.

If everything moved in slow motion, would that allot us the time we need to get it together.

No breath was taken
My legs were shakin
My knees were weak
I gave no plea
My mind ran
Eyes panned
Finally opened
Came an instant pause
I felt my juices climbing my walls
Water fall
The shower ceased
His arms creased
As he picked me up
Hands cupped
My cheeks as our lips
Intertwined with a slow grind

To be continued….

We give second chances in hope of that chance being a chance of a lifetime.

Love me the way you used to so I can fall back in.

You lay next to me staring me in my eyes knowing of our depart soon. You know how my mood fluctuates from joy to sadness like a good signal fading away, ooh but one day.

I used to be afraid of myself but now that I’ve grown into myself, I feel I can conquer my worst self.