After nine months how did it come to this?
That I haven’t felt Ur touch or the warmth in your kiss.
A chance meeting, under circumstances outside our control.
We stand there talking and listening all the while flashback memories, have me in their hold.
Entranced at how feelings rush after time has elapsed.
I surmise true love can, and will bridge the gap.
You speak of future times of a desire to reacquaint and establish a broken connection.
You’re now with someone who is no concern of mine, especially if you’re the one.
Do you remember the cabin in the woods? Talking by the light of the fire.
Looking at you, I knew there was not another I desired.
The times we spent together sharing our innermost thoughts.
If only they could see that is more precious than anything that can be bought.
Or how, I could tell how special you were to me.
Just send you an e-card ending in 143
How, even in the way you talked, you had your own little style.
If you’re mad and I quote “grumble, grumble, growl.”
I could go on and on about memories, only you and I know.
Instead I’ll let the future paint the picture, and perhaps what we had might just continue to grow.
Fast forward, the fantasy is smashed, and now just the truth shows.
An analogy used to tell that your heart is currently caught up.
I don’t stand under why you want to open a door that was already shut.
Author: DC
A walking contradiction... What you see isn’t what you get. To get to know the essence you need to open the book and read. An enigma; giving, selfless, conceited, arrogant, loner, author, friend, confidant, trainer, model, actor, and life coach. It really depends on your relationship with him. To someone who doesn’t know him or decides to judge the book by the cover; he is viewed as conceited, arrogant or even mean. Which is the exact opposite of who he is. He’s more of a shy introvert around those he doesn’t know or isn’t comfortable with. Get below the quiet exterior and you’ll find a heart that, to know is to love. He tries to live his life literally walking in love. He would give the shirt off his back to help. Raised by his mother, with no role model on what a man should be. He set out to be different than what he saw in the community. Men who abandoned their responsibilities to pursue whatever tickled their fancy was the norm. These men didn’t care about the damage caused by their selfish actions. He thought the road would be easy, but alas, it proved him wrong. Society had changed dramatically in a short time. People seemed to perceive his love as a weakness. Or perhaps they had not come across a person, who accepts them for them. Always waiting for the other shoe to drop, they tried to manipulate a gift to their advantage. Left alone most of the time, he started to set his pain to print. Never intending for anyone to read it. However, God had a different plan in mind. He would use DC’s pain to show the women; that there are men out there, who do feel profoundly deeper than they think. To reach out to the masses that don’t know how to get others to understand what they are dealing with or have dealt with. He simply wanted to help people on a larger scale.
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