My Wife is Right!

In a bid to organize and track this stage of my life, these are somethings that are going on. Stay tuned!

1. The Proposal

2. The Wedding Plan

3. The Wedding Planning

4. The Banquet Date

5. The Banquet Location

6. The ROM

7. The Sisters

8. The Brothers

9. The Wedding PreShoot

10. The Wedding Day

11. The Aftermath

12. The Honeymoon

13. The Home

14. The Interior Design

15. The Moving In

16. The Spawn (!)

 

running on

empty. looking at issues from a different perspective, perhaps religious faith does have its positives. it becomes the absolute anchor that one needs when all else fails. why? because it’s positioned in such a way there are arguments done to the death and still no absolute satisfactory conclusion can be made to prove or disprove it. so that never goes away.

right now k gives nothing away. there are the odd tidbits and nuggets. the thing about negativity is not a lot of it is required. experiencing first hand how no matter the good, just a dose of poison will manage to pollute the entire friendship.

k brings the endurance game to a whole new level. all kinds of personal firsts have been achieved. for the first time i have realized my limitations. from the lack of communication, whats been done and said, the only logical conclusion from a lack of discussion is the monetary aspect. it seems that someone with transport gets attention. keep in mind this is my deduction. why do i have to do this detective work? because of the refusal to talk.

i got some pretty solid advice from a person who has kids, first love, married for 20 years. if she wants to, she will. no point asking for answers i know i wont like. so now i no longer want to question. no longer want clarification.

i have never been much of ruthless. but maybe its time to stop suppressing that.

something

always brings me back to you.
it never takes too long.
i thought i was strong,

but you touched me for a little while and all my will, came crashing down.

all

all I really want is for you to feel me,
as the feeling inside keeps building,
I’ll find a way to you even if it kills me.
I’d ask you to hold my heart in your hand.

but

i begin to worry, that i’ve already lost myself.

that is, that my self is so inseparable from being with you that if we were to separate, i would no longer be.

what… now?