A New York Love Story Part 1

A New York Love Story Part 1

Summer time circa 2013 in the heart of the jungle New York City just a little after 10 o'clock pm the sky above me covered in the deepest midnight blue looked as smooth as satan with specs of stars giving it a look as if it was diamonds glistening under the full moon, thats when I spotted him. My heart instantly fell to the pit of my stomach in disbelief that my lost love was standing right in front of me. Thinking to myself i must be suffering from a bad case of dejavu but the look he held in his eyes spoke oh so clearly sorta like when something very sentimental has been lost or stolen and there will never be a replacement simply because the item at hand holds no value to anyone else just you and its irreplaceable. Tears filled my eyes as I stared into yours watching you in the middle of times square under all of the lights. It felt as if the world stopped spinning on its axes and at that very moment it had stopped in connection of two hearts beating as one. His hand grabbed mines with the lightest most delicate grip as my tears began to fall tainting the carefully applied clinique concealer and foundation the color of fresh golden almonds I'd applied earlier that day. Dressed in tie dye navy blue and white Born Fly clothing sweats with a navy blue and grey yankees snapback with blue and white jordan's number thirteen edition. Classic beats by dre studios sat perfectly along the top of your snapback covering your ears as if moments before we approached one another you were trying to block out the sounds of the infamous jungle to concentrate on the beat that flowed through your ipod system. His gripped got tighter as began pulling me off to the side out of the way of the anxious passer byers who were power walking some even running to get to their precious destinations. Standing now with my back against one of many pizza shops our bodies were perfectly in sync touching one another. So close that I could smell the only sent that has ever taken me to so many heights I thought was morbidly impossible Higher by Christian Dior. With every breath I inhaled my lungs found it hard to exhale not wanting to release the precious scent wanting to hold it in captivity forever. I could hear the sounds of Maxwell's 'whenever, wherever, whatever' flowing from my earbuds making the tears splash tremendously in his warm embrace. No words could be spoken as he carefully stroked my hair so delicately as if I was a newborn infant whom he loved and cherished. Soft whispers as he released the earbud from my right ear saying 'the moment our eyes connected he placed back together my shattered heart'. Thinking to myself why I lost our love in the first place, I wasn't emotionally prepared to give my all but that didn't stop me from falling. When I left for the jungle my heart had escaped my chest and ran into his soul into his hands leaving me to go on without it. No matter how much I suppressed the feelings every night when im alone they eventually comevspilling out like I hit a vein leaving teardrop stains on my red silk pillow cases. See I thought moving back to the heart of the jungle the place I'd loved and adored since day one would heal me from all that I thought I was missing but the longer im here the more a piece of me was released from my soul. Still in his warm embrace I drifted to the many nights he would cooked me the finest cuisines. We would head to Whole Foods supermarket where he would pick the fattest lobster tails, the freshest yellow corn which he had a way of distinguishing from the many shades of green husk, shrimps so big just for every pound it was five dollars and the bag would maybe only contain fifteen. We would sit in his loft with evisu his ever friendly pit bull as he would cook we would be under the high big mahogany kitchen table playing a game of fetch and a game of tug-a-war.

Wading in the oceans waves but I’m done waiting for you. Full of regrets wasting time when I know it’s only of the essence but I’ve invested more than a couple of seconds on you. We’re you wading and waiting for me? Maybe the connection isn’t connecting because your lost at sea. Sailing away while I’m wasting away wasting yet another day. I’m all souled out because for you I sold out. Morals and values gone doing things I can’t go home and be proud of. Fornication while on vacation when I know I deserved the jewel of a diamond before I unleashed my jewel, my precious pearl. Cold nights and you shattered my world but I can’t let you be the last thing on my mind and I’m a fool expressing my passion and pain in poetry all for you nah this time it’s for me. I’m more than that ordinary love and I can’t be taken for granted but why must your waves reverberate leaving me tossing and turning in the heat of the night it’s another ambien night.

Ambien Night’s part 2

Some people talk about that love at first sight shit

To keep it real I don't know whether I believe it's true

But if it is than tell me if I'm wrong or right

If I fell in love with you before I ever even knew

I catch your eye then look away as if it never happened

At times I feel as though I'm caught up in a strange dream

If eyes could talk then mines would tell ya that I'm feeling you

Sometimes I swear your eyes be telling me the same thing... - J.Cole

Please tell me this love that we share doesn’t have an expiration date

The kiss in the rain was heart felt made me gain a great security,

But the jealousy and lies made me gain some insecurities.

Apologies were thrown felt its to be apart,

Now after all these years im hearing footsteps in the dark.

‘I keep hearing footsteps baby in the dark... in the dark... ohh why I keep hearing footsteps baby in the dark... in the dark...

Lets stop humping around where's there love there lost to be found. You know I still care, still care'

Spanish Harlem Nights 101 St 1st Ave… Remember this night. We stood roof top hand in hand face to face with our eyes locked in on each other. On this night you tried to reason with me why I shouldn’t return to the place that only filled me with agony and grief and on this night I should’ve listened to my only shoulder I’ve ever had to cry on and I regret that I didn’t. I remember your words so clear, I mean how could I forget you left duplicates of them scattered all around this roof top. ‘I’m empty out here without you’ is the phrase that lingers yet clings to my soul and I drop just one single tear because I promised I’ll always return and always come back to you. You asked ‘what’s so important there that’s keeping you from being here with me’ I couldn’t reply because that would imply I had an answer and truth is I didn’t. I honestly didn’t and it could be because being back here with you was my escape and nothing or no one was gone take away this moment so I captured it and held in this moment of time. Your hand wiped the single tear from my face and you took off your Mitchell and Ness Hardwood Classics Crooklyn Spike Lee Edition Jacket and covered my bare shoulders with it, I guess you could still sense when I was in need of something and things haven’t changed… I truly adore this about you. You never flaked or switched up on me, on us. I looked into your eyes and saw such openness in them and you stroke my hair kissing me gently on my forehead ‘I love you’ you said and in return I kissed you on your left cheek pulling you close and holding you for what seemed like forever uttering the words back. Paradise when we’re together was a true understatement. No one will ever understand our bond and that’s OK because I don’t want them too. It’s sacred and it’s ours and Im never gonna share. Just hold me close, hold me tight because you make all my sorrows cease. You make my heart smile and my soul warm. Can we just stay here and just forget the world… or at least until my flight departs tomorrow morning… Damn