and the tears fall down

and the tears fall down because...you were here and now youre gone...yet i still feel you as if youve never left...in every sense of the word...i feel you as if youve never left...why?...what was so different this time around?...what did you do to me?...reflection brings awakening which brings realization...brings emotions...brings liberation...a running theme of life being experienced...you are...you are...and the tears fall down...to symbolize an unexplainable connection...of a higher understanding of ones presence and being...or their absence there after...but please dont mistake my tears for sadness sorrow or regret...for they are simply the release of emotions never felt...acceptance of love in many forms i never thought i could feel...ever...and the tears fall down cleansing my soul...freeing my body...and destroying my walls...drowning my essence with love...in love...our love

who loves you more then me?

team of me...truer words were never spoken...everybody loves you when youre on top but whos there at the bottom...no one...except me...who feeds your ego like i do?...no one...but me...who knows every little secret hiding place...where your laughs and smiles dwell...no one...who calms your nerves by singing the right songs...bringing you out of the world were red dominates your sight...me thats who...and when your thoughts are too much for anyone to comprehend...guess whos there to clarify every notion to the end...knows all the answers to all your questions...every riddle every rhyme...once again its me...as always...the one whos never made you feel the least bit inadequate...its me...so you can stop your searching...you wont find love like this anywhere else...because thats not where i exist...i am inside your spirit where ive always been...where ill always stay...no need to look outward anymore...just look within...thats where ive always been...who loves you more then me?...no one...because no one can love me better then i can

the box opened

you are my box opened...the world thru new eyes...the freeing of sensibility...and the sweet relief of liberation...a balance of dreams and reality...with higher vibrations of understanding...you released me from the fear of who i am and blessed me with a gift...the gift of life and the freedom to live it...thank you...my box is now open never to be closed again

the love of my life (1/2)

i woke up before my kids this morning (sunday thing no matter how exhausted i am i always do it on sundays)...but today is special...my son Bryce is 5years old today...so im sitting up in bed planning his day as i watch him sleep...my boo growing up before my eyes...hes such a beautiful spirit and a loving a child...i watch how he takes care of his 2year old sister...almost like he her daddy... but its cute to see him look out for her...or how he eyeballs any man he may see noticing me when we out in public...my little man taking care of his family the best way he knows how...im bout to wake them up so we can get ready to hit these streets...shopping, dave and busters, grannys for cupcakes and ice cream, and home for a movie and more junk in my bed...gonna be another long one...hopefully he will tap out before we get home but knowing my kids they can pull an all nighter easy lol...happy birthday my love...