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Today I felt as low as I felt the same day four years ago. I felt overwhelmed but also I had hope. I always have hope but am wondering, is this hope affiliated to you or the soul?
Hope is one of those things I can’t live without. I just don’t know how anyway.
Today I played the same exact songs that I played then. Now, there’s a certain place this music sends me to. A zone I can’t explain. Is music affiliated to you or the spirit?
This kind sends me places and makes me feel a certain type of way, as if am staring deep at a child in worship….(oh there is nothing more humbling than this) the innocence, the honesty, the infancy…..
Worship is just another setting
Love is another zone
Dear heart, if this must be my drug, I wanna keep high forever. If all this is affiliated with you in any way, teach me how to stay in this zone. It’s a safe haven. In it, nothing else matters. They say, smoke weed and feel…..i say inhale worship and everything else will fall in place
What do tears do to you?
Yesterday I was all kinds of emotions (not exactly sure how you handle these at ago. )
Then tears….the way I felt relieved all over a sudden is amazing.
I was burning and as soon as I opened the taps, it felt like rain over a fire.
And the sleep after crying is another story…its sleep from a different planet.
The tears washed down all my emotions even with zero solution to my issues, I felt like I could concur the world 👌
Who even made tears?
Dear heart, life doesn’t have to be that serious I know. Sometimes it overwhelms but with tears, tea and cake we overcome. Let’s love more tonight
Besides loving, what else we’re you created to do?
Okay, I know that you are also meant to keep the body functioning and life smoothly flowing… But then… Where do people breed hatred? Somehow I think the only space within is for love but also I realize, we spite a lot, we are ungrateful, we carry hatred some of us only live for a season.
Well, it’s a love season let me focus on what is important.
Dear heart, may you be rich. So full, very loving and soo humble. Avoid pride, it wrecks the whole system. And may you always give more than you can receive.
Sometimes all you need is you. No brain, no friends, no company, no radio silence…just an empty head and a silent soul.
I didn’t say speak today, let’s just get some quiet we surely all need it.
I don’t even want to love myself today, everything is on holiday
Dear heart, I know the day you say Selah you might skip or stop beating. Blood won’t flow as you go about your work today, do it silently, maybe then cupid will never know there’s something special right here.
Today I am singing Isabella by sauti sol…. It has become a favorite. I know lyrics by heart.
This is where we started… from a business meeting to a both of wine. We were the last at the bar…😂😂… We were later sitting on the paveme and hungry….life. Well I did think we would connect this much then until we sat out for tea just to gossip and (laminate)😂😂. We Boda Boda our humble beginning and you usually remind me of how famous you will get (am rehearsing my wave)
So put on those shoes that I like…..okulya sente si kulya mwana
Dear heart, I appreciate how wealthy you have become and please continue to stay humble
Thanks for keeping faith and waiting on my crazy ass #ItWasAs…..
I find it strange that you know how to love even after those many broken pieces.
Those many times you cried and swore not to give a piece of yourself again but you still have managed To go by each day with hope. You have still believed for the best in people even those that make promises you doubt they can keep but still you deliver them your soul.
Who are you even?
What kind of clay molded a thing so precious that even bruised continues to have blood flow through it when it could just stop.
Dear heart, today I thought of the many times I wanted t give up but you refused to let go. You are the real MVP. A true definition of love
Do not grow numb against evil. Do not grow weary either. Do not tire from worry. May you always fight, for what is right. May you always be honest and full of integrity. No, refuse to suffer silently even when silence is golden. Be as loud as your worship and as fulfilling as a silent prayer.
I heard them worship next door and I love how you melted just before joining in. Always and always be outspoken either way there is no loss in silence or speech as long as you are satisfied. They fumbled with all those worship songs but at least your intention was pure, you stood for them even when expression faiked. Today you failed and went numb at their joy, tomorrow, speak as loud as you can get
What happens to people without homes inside them?
What happens to broken hearts and bruised souls ?
What happens to people that love, love?
What happens when its a pudding of emotions?
Sometimes you ache, what chemical reaction is that?
And when you skip?
I want to understand you because many times when you speak you are a bowl of necessary noise.
What happens to you when I see the one I love or one I spite?
How do you explain the butterflies breeding in my stomach?
Or the way my blood boils in anger?
Well, life as it gets… How do you manage to control this whole system
Yes, I know you can choose to love or not but then, what choice do you leave me with?
All I have done is love the life out of you,
I loved you when you lied
Loved you when you hurt
Loved you when you smiled
Loved you even more when you were broken
Loved you when you were excited and happy.
In brief I have shared your joys, sorrows, the storm and the sunshine. But the heart wants what it wants and I can’t blame it. However, I don’t really know what gets it confused and it falls off balance even when all lights are clearly and boldly stating no “no future agead ”
Why do we ‘tie’ on things and give them so much power over us?
Dear heart, you failed me once, try be good this new season because these are the last letters I will be sending. We need some love poetry in-house, some flowers of course, a few scented candles, a beautiful set up, maybe an excuse to have an expensive meal one that comes with one single nacho for a starter(they call it food too), some good wine (I love it white) a beautiful dress and a person THAT feels the same and sends butterflies and caterpillars down my left, one with whom my Spanish isn’t foreign, lots of laughter and sweet music……..
We need a new season abeg