It's time...

It's time to be a woman. be your woman. be my woman. Walk with me, please? As I become... keep becoming threebeautymarks. Anything but ordinary.

tomorrow and on..

love my insecurities till they live up to perfection. be patient.
count my beauty marks. get closer to Jehovah. let love be. naturally
love. pray. pray more. be a kid. be a woman. be your woman. be my own
woman. flirt cautiously. open up to truth, as it does to me. dance.
sing louder in the shower. buy red lingerie. address all I-O-U's to
her. ice skate in central park. be gentle with the anti-breaks. be
silent. be simple, but deceptively complicated. forgive you. forgive
myself. forgive the before. be gentle. strengthen the delicate soul.
be vulnerable. be me. be fearless again. write without inhibitions.
just write. fade the grey. read. read more. embrace the sun and the
snow. kiss the mirror. buy a yellow dress. be me. be her.

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Days before Yesterday

I was just reading previous posts. I really did use the term "love." I
meant adore. Right? It wasn't "love." Right?

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I haven't exhaled since you

He would lay his hands on my cheeks and kiss me. He'd keep kissing me. His hands would leave my face, to leave fingerprints all over my skin. He'd rest his head on the space in between my shoulder and my chest. I'd look away. I'd lose my grip from his hips. As he'd pause right in between me, I'd let out the deepest sigh, never to exhale. I haven't exhaled since... He'd keep kissing me. As we lay, I'd feel his look. I couldn't close my eyes. Not for one second. As I'd slightly begin to rest my lids, I'd quickly open them, bigger each time I caught myself doing so. I couldn't close my eyes, because every time I would, I would see you.

When he would do what you once did, when he would try to do what you once did, I would hurry to swipe my fingers underneath my eyes, before he could see, before he could kiss...the tears. I'd brush his hand off my arm as he'd pull my arm hair. I'd pull back as he'd bite in between. It wasn't you. It'll never be you until its really you.

I think its time for...

Change. No I won't delete the blog (again). I'm going to revamp. I can only inspire, challenge, love and embrace you by inspiring, challenging, loving and embracing myself, naturally.

I have these fears...I recited them over and over my head while driving home the other day because I know I'd have to face them once i got home.

Fear of:

1. Commitment
2. My heart
3. Replacement
4. Not living up to my full potential
5. Touch
6. The second to last Him (although someone close mentioned "he's scared of you")

...there are more..but those are the ones that have been lingering

All in all...revamp, rejuvenating...me...so I can share myself to the world..cause after all sharing is caring, right?

you used to make me wonder

True - Brandy

A.Hamilton

He's amazing. He heals my hurt with his hurt and kills me with his hope. 

Her Heart - Anthony Hamilton