Category: Pinks

written by Nique I thought of you….When I was going throughmy worstIn the heart of mystormAnd at the eye of my victoryI thought of you….Our experiences have beenembedded in my memoryAnd are at my beckon callon my lowest daysIt’s a very simpleconcept…You make me happyYour presence calms me andyour voice is my reassurance that my troubles are worth itSo I think of you when I’mdown, because you lift me upI recall our nights wherewe make love….Where no words areexchangedBecause our bodies speakfor us and engage in the most intimate conversationI recall the days where wetalk like we’re old friendsSharing stories and laughsand experiences that have led us to each otherAnd I think about ourtherapy sessionsWhere we confide ourdeepest secrets and innermost thoughtsAnd I revel and bask inour deep connection because…

by Nique Purgatory…..Nothingness….A gaping hole ofemptiness…That is what youleft me with….All of the yearsAll of thelaughsAnd that’s all Ihave to show for it…I was just youroptionWhile yourchoice took her time to be what you neededI was yoursecond bestWhile you waitedfor your first to realize you were even aliveIt’s funnythough, isn’t it?And a littleironicThat I wasalways everything you wantedBut still notquite enoughThe worstfeeling in the world is loving someone who loves someone elseI now know thatpain…I feel itstabbing at my heart with every breath I takeI wake up cryingbefore I even open my eyes in the morningsAnd it hasn’tstopped before I lay my head down to rest at nightYou continued to take what I offered becauseit soothed your woundsYet you threw itback in my face the moment she said, “I’m ready…

When he knows I’mhaving a bad day, he calls just to tell me he loves meAt night, when Ican’t sleep, he wakes up to talk to me until he hears my deep breathingIf I cry, he holds myhand and wipes my tearsAnd when I hold himin a tight embrace, he looks at me and tells me that he’s not going anywhere…Love….It’s the best feelingBecause not only do Ihear his words when he tells meBut I can feel hislove all around meOn any given day….At any given time….Counting the minuteson the clock before he’s set to come overFeels like foreverThere’s anelectricity that runs through me when I know he’s nearThe hairs on my neckstand at attention and my heart begins to beat fasterI wonder if he feelsit too…It gets stronger thecloser…

As the seconds turn to minutes and those minutes into hours.......hours swifty form days of unimaginable pain because I am without you....I lose track of the amount of tears that fall.....but they begin to form puddles and as the time ticks and I am still away from you...those puddles into a seas..... seas..that's I use to only catch a reflection of you....reflections into memories....of you kissing me....me holding you....doing the things that lovers do..I try to stand but my knees shake.......my legs buckle ..but do not fall because I am still on this amazing high called cloud 9.....the butterflies in my stomach lift me up....so high the masses of the earth just become small shapes underneath me...as I float away I reminded of how your kisses taste like heaven...your scent Inhaled..leaves a intoxcating…

There’s a war raging inside of you….I just smile, sit back, and watch as it plays outYou’re fighting it…You’re fighting us…Most women would be offended by your struggleI’m amused and captivated by itI watch your hands twitch when I know you wanna touch meBut you feel like it may be too much too soon...So I take the lead, so you find your comfort zone…I listen to your stutter when I know you wanna be the first to tell me you love meSo I take the initiative and say it first, so you’ll feel like you’ve wonAnd at the moments when you’re most vulnerable,My soul is at ease when you tell me how you feelWhen you show me that your heart is mineAnd your soul is inspired by meBecause I know…

Do you ever feel like you know what direction you want to take in life, but for some reason everything never falls into place? Don’t fret because you’re not alone! Often times I feel like I know what I want out of life, and like most people I plan everything out accordingly. But it came to my attention recently that maybe that’s not my job. When we were created by God he already had a plan for each and every one of us. It is not our job to try and become the person that we think we should be. Our job is to simply get out of God’s way and let him work through us.            Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.…

I smile…..I laugh….I hope……I am filled with this undeniable and yet fierce feeling of familiarityMy head hasn’t caught up with it…My heart is taking its’ precious time…But my soul knows the ins and outs, the recesses and crevices and the corners of everything that defines youIt knows you better that I can even comprehendAnd yet……I just can’t figure out how that is…How is it that I can love you so passionately, so deeply, so profoundly that I am even baffled at the degree of my feelings?I yearn and I ache and I long and I fightBut there’s no use..It’s beyond me…I’m surprised at how much conviction I illustrate just by uttering the words “I Love You”Before you, these words never held such a meaningWith you, they will never mean as…