I am a woman, and with that I will ays nights and dreams, I have wonder way, way the heart that I have way the coldness that push my foot steps to walk away with out any feeling. Listen and you will no my story.
At an early age I had to learn to no that my heart comes before a relationship and before my mind and heart can say no. I grew up in Sikeston Missouri a small town that when you walk down the street everyone new each others name business and gossip was all apart of it.
My mother was beautiful in her on right, but men where her doom, at with her past my foot steps where already path, I was not her and would never be, my life was mine and the lesson that she did not learn I taught me. I saw a man be her strength and it gave her no encouragement to walk away, I took on that for her.
In my life I can love but the love comes with one thing go to hell when I feel trapped hurt lied to and pushed like a snake in a corner, oh yes I was the true meaning of venom.
I relationship didn’t and doesn’t mean much to me, it graze my heart and uplifts me, but it also makes me say the hell with it in it’s on way, oh a man I like but need no, want maybe yes, and with that in mind I smile at me but I wonder am I it.
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his is life I guess it’s what you see in your past that reflex you’re then and now future, my mother stayed in a relationship full of dismay, and that I could not do, once you take a look in a mirror and with a panoramic view of the reflection you don’t like what you see.
And with that you decide to walk away, and vow to be you please you and love you with all heart and soul,
the after math of what came from that relationship is your heart and soul, concentration on that you succeed the best of your ability and go on in life not taking anything from a man, so be it if there are gapes in having a so called dating life if it means sacrificing you. Life is a funning thing, a circle of merry go rounds. tell you my story the curse that haunts me.
i understand so much of the truths in here...things we see that effects us in youth is how we set our sails, but one must be very careful in their travels to not be like what we seen... to not become the extreme opposite. but that/this is so much what life/love/living is about.........
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