In Love...

No story was bigger than the hurt that was buried deep inside of heart; An avalanche of emotions tearing my world apart. Layer by Layer; Piece by Piece; A part of me died with our favorite love song on repeat. My heart was in mourning; Love does not taste, feel, smell, touch and hear my senses to quench what was needed; Instead, my mirrored reflection of my heart shows a man broken with his heart on his sleeve bleeding. I was born into this world loved; I prayed in love; I walked in love; I spoke truthfulness in love; All I wanted was to be loved...faithfully. Too emotional to give up; I fell to my knees; Sought God's face and yelled out, But...But...But God I love her. Surrounding sounds were muted; My arms lifted; God's spirit fulfilled unto me saying...Love ME more...My unchanging hand never wavers and never places worry upon you. Does she fulfill this purpose? My face met my open palms; Like a baby I wept in HIS arms; HE reminded me that no matter the circumstance, he would protect me cause I am HIS son. A drunkard in love crying while screaming at the top of lungs...It hurts Lord. I confessed I thought LOVE found me the one. Through sacrifice; Through effort; My love stood. No more running. No more games. No more manipulating my heart. Through faith; Through prayer; Through fasting; Through God's abounding love... Cheers to the Rebirth of my Heart.

No noise heard. Only the thumping sound of my heart hurt and wounded. Wounded by love. Love, once hoped and prayed for, would turn its back on me. Almost as one swimming in the dark, destination blinded by the lack of... Numb from it all. Vowed to give my best. The best I surrender upon you. I loved hard, faithfully and sincere. Is genuine love not enough?? Your doors were opened and held wide. I kissed you with purpose and sincerity. I held your hand with my chest out. The "S" on my chest represented Super. I was "S"uper in love with you. Never wanting to let you go. My dreams were your reality. Your dreams were mines to make true. Regardless of the storms that made there way into our lives, I vowed to never walk away. True love endures. Its sharpens. Its debates. It thrives. It continues...Beyond the course. So I prayed. And. Prayed again and again. The noise began to decrease the more I prayed. As much as I needed to hear your voice, the one person who loves me truly made their voice heard. Complete silence. Only to hear the thumping sound of my heart...healing.