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.

What if?

What if, we told each other exactly how we felt all the time?

What if, we act like we knew love is stronger than hate!

What if, we really tried to be someone’s friend, before bed mates?

What if, we talk to each other, instead of at each other?

What if, I told you, I wanted to be more than just a friend?

What if?…©

 

The Match II

Be sure to read The Match part 1 first.  That way U’ll have context for this. 😉

Clouds of black smoke, where did the kid go?  It’s time to shed some light into the purpleside.  There is the sound of music and animals all around yet not a sign of human life.  Why?  In the darkness I see a light.  It’s the kid!  “Why are you here?”  What?  “How did you get here?”  The kid asked.  “Why do you choose to live here kid, no one else is here?’”  Yet I can hear music for miles.  “Sit, I will tell you a tale…”

Time upon a once there lived a kid.  A very happy kid who had parents that cared.  Something happened, what once was happy, now was in misery.  A parent left, so now he only had one.  For this I tell from rumor not memory.  So I turned to others for the love I felt was missing.  Each time it ended in pain, each time the kid grew a little colder.  For all he wanted was someone to love and someone to love him.  Nothing more.  He got neither.  It’s like giving bread to the hungry; they eat for a while then the pain returns.  He never gave up though!  Enter Elecktra. Continue reading “The Match II”

The Match part 1

The dream that started it all…(me writing) foretold the demise of a relationship.  The relationship that made me want to get married.  Prior to this marriage was out of the question.

 

Time upon a once, there was a kid who lived in his own world.  No one ever bothered the kid because there were a lot of rumors that surrounded him.  That is until Elecktra came into his life.  She somehow found a way into his world, that no one else had ever found.  She said she loved him, always has and will and nothing will ever change that.  The kid, wanting to believe her, built a bridge between the two worlds so she would be able to travel between the two with ease.  As time went on the kid decided to travel back to her world to see if things had changed since he left.  Once there, he saw things hadn’t changed.  So he decided to return back to his world; but before he got back to his world he met some people that knew him, even though he didn’t know them.  They told him things about his beloved Elecktra that seemed unbelievable at the time.  So as the years went by, the bridge that was once so strong was now brittle and weak. Continue reading “The Match part 1”

Farewell

Time waits for no one.  Yet I waited for the chance that you would see me.

Now I have to go, and that’s not even a possibility.

I know so much about you spoken from your lips.

I still think back to that day in Nov., when we shared our first kiss.

You drove off so quickly… flustered from what had just taken place.

I know you’d never admit it; however, I can still see the expression on your face.

I have looked at you as time has passed, and watched you change, even the times it was ever so little.

No matter to me you were quite beautiful!

I have said this many times, and I know you don’t want to believe it.

Think I have no reason to lie to you, since even with the truth, I won’t profit.

These words you won’t read, until I leave LA for good.

I guess what my sister said was true: I have a capacity to love that she doesn’t understand.

I even remember that day you introduced me as your trainer, not your friend.

Overlooked, the fact that hurt quite a bit- after all, I thought we were closer than that.

However alcohol brings out the truth, often it feels like you’re being smacked.

If you’re wondering why I never brought it up; or mentioned it to any real degree.

Best explained by the song “I can’t make you love me.””

I tried to be there for you, and show you how much I cared, but I am not forcing myself upon anyone, especially you. Continue reading “Farewell”

Have you?

Have you ever wanted simply just to hold someone?

Have you ever just wanted to be held at the end of a rough day?

Have you ever had a dream come true?

Have you ever waited by the phone, wishing that special one, would call?

Have you ever just wanted to ignore the rules of dating, and just be free?

Have you ever been made to feel so special, that if you died that day, you’d have no regrets?

Have you ever you ever had it all, and just watched it slip away?  There was nothing you could do to stop it.

Have you ever got on your knees to pray, and told God exactly what you wanted, but got to the end, and finished it… let your will be done.

Have you ever been so lonely, you swore people could see it on your face?©

 

Can I?

Can I, lay you down and marvel at the beauty that is your being?

Can I, rub your shoulders with warm oil to ease all of your tension away?

Can I, hold you till two become one?

Can I, go for a walk on a beach under a star filled sky?

Can I, take you along for company?

Can I, cook you dinner, with all your favorite foods, then after you know what I want to do?

Can I, tell you?

Can I, shout at the top of Mt. Olympus that you’re the one, till Jesus comes?

Can I, get down on bended knee and utter the words Will you…©