i love you girl, and i must admit... sometimes i do forget you ain't straight rubber... mostly applesauce... i love you from the bottom of my heart... and it is forever... no matter how crazy you are lmao
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9:43 p.m.




((aww dabnabbit, pro i swear you passed your narcoleptic ways my way cause a nigga passed out))
((pose to be posted @ 9:43 p.m. buh dis is close enough ctfu))

God,

...WE DON'T TALK OFTEN...

matta' fact

we don’t talk at all


for in times of blessing, I, the recipient, become too blinded by reward
to remember from who, the gift was lovingly bestowed

&

in times of strife, I, the self-proclaimed victim, ache with anguish too potent
to recall the name in which I can call on…

yours


but not today
you see

TODAY

d.c.’s rainy day doused me with a dose of reality

uncomfortably sittin’ in grid locked traffic
accompanied with the deafening silence of a shorted speaker system
I found myself
r e f l e c t i n g

a cognitive process so frightening for I
that

household mirrors remain inexistent
&
street side puddles remain avoided
&
rearview mirrors remain unused

in protecting myself from my strongest adversary
an honest reflection of the person I’ve become

but today

as aforementioned, something was different

today marked the birth of my greatest blessing to date
&
dammit

(sorry god, excuse my language)

but today
I’m compelled to fall to my knees
&
thank you repeatedly
…
thank you for
allowing mankind to construct & understand the abstract notion of time
so that I can have a point of reference
when I say


9:43


forever embedded in my memory will be the time
9:43

for at 9:43 on a lover’s day
my lover boldly entered this world destined to find me

so I thank you
…
thank you for
creating a most confident character marked with
sass, intelligence, common sense, street sensibility, honesty, and internal/external beauty

to which I have more than affinity for
but am proudly addicted
…
thank you for
guiding her through life’s sweet & sour
from lil Haitian bobos (ctfu), to painful adolescence
from the birth of her son, to a battle with cancer

to a discovery of truly unconditional love
ours
…
most importantly,
thank you for allowing her to defiantly explore a love
deemed ‘wrong’ from the hearts of many
and
praised by the hearts of the friendly few
…

I’m so grateful for her
&
with your continued blessings and by your will
I hope to spend every remaining birthday with her

reach ages I never dreamed of
never wished to see

birthdays in which dentures need removal to indulge in forbidden treats
(although sweetness will forever remain apart of my diet with the kissing of her lips)

birthdays in which we laugh at the insensible things we did during youthful days
(which would be in reference to our early 40’s…
as we become senile too remember anything preceding those years)

birthdays in which great grandchildren poke fun at her silver hair
(cause my ish will be dyed, and I will be a member of the men’s hair club ctfu)
...
all that I ask is that
I be not with her on her last birthday

for I could not imagine outliving my life partner
selfish, indeed

but she is my life source
&
I died even at the thought of losing her
…

please let my words find their way to her heart
so they can lay there and rest
until we are both laid to rest
and hopefully
rejoined in heaven
...
god, I once again thank you
sorry it took me so long to dial your number
but my relationship with her, helped reestablish my relationship with you

miracles do exist, and you've given me (me??? someone so unworthy) the perfect one

in jesus' name i pray
amen