Quote on “when you notice people treat you differently”

They never changed, they just got tired of pretending.

Memorial Day 🇺🇸

My first Memorial Day, not literally but mentally. I only say this because the significance of the day is usually overlooked by many. To keep it brief and simple, when I look at the sky I can see happiness and sadness all mixed together in the still baby blue skies. Today we don’t mourn all the fathers, employees, heroes, along with our everyday mothers; but we celebrate their lives. We celebrate the fact that they lived. They were courageous and amazing individuals who all died for a greater cause. Happy Memorial Day. May there me many smiles among us, so that our soldiers can look down smiling as well; knowing that their sacrifice indeed brong happiness.

Wind City (preview)

You see there are these days when I wake up to this beautiful goddess, bright as the sun, smiling at me as I do to her. Oh her hypnotic brown eyes just blends so nice with her chocolate skin. I want to grab her, but she’ll just stop me; she knows I won’t be too gentle. She acts just like a flower, beautiful to look at but too fragile to touch, Jasmine is her name. I just run the routine as she pins me down and doesn’t let me up until the sun drops dead, yes she is a goddess, the controlling mastermind. My body just drifts away as her lips, meet mine, then she does as she pleases.

I wake up and she’s gone, comes and goes as the wind. I went to the sleep on the clouds and woke up in the dirt. I can’t say anything about it, she can do that, and know that she’s welcomed back anytime. She left and yet her essence is all over me, why does she smell so sweet. I can’t treat her like any other dame, something feels different … I clench my fists. Damn I love her, loved her, and I don’t want to see her with anybody else. With that body of hers she could have any man she wants. Gears change and my motor is rather sinful, I look at my hands and they’re shaking to kill. Where are you Jasmine…