In My Feelings

if i asked you what your woman was to you, what would you say?

if i asked you what your man was to you, what would you say?

if i asked you what love meant to you, what would you say?

is the woman just a container for the baby?

is your man just a crutch for your desperation?

is love just a way of gratification?

the problem is we abuse the word "love" so much so that we overuse the word without thinking about the affects and downfall. i don't understand anyone these days. do you really "love" her at 2 am, or did you love her because it felt good? the real misunderstanding and confusion we often mix up with love is feelings and pleasure. those are the 2 differences. heaven and hell.

if you truly, truly high-key love someone, you will have unbearable feelings for them. they will be stuck in your mind, and yet impossible to stop thinking about them. not what you've done with them, just them in general. as a human being.

if you do not wake up every day and recognize that out of 7.6 billion people on this planet earth you were blessed with this one particular person it is not love. it is simply pleasure and gratification coming from the mind, not the heart.

when they say "the future is in your hands" it was not a poetic metaphor.

to the teachers: keep it up. keep doing your best, and get the important things in life across to youth.

to the doctors: when they say not all heroes wear capes they are talking to you. never stop doing what you do.

to the students: stay in school.

to the kids: use the imagination given to you. explore and discover new ideas, don't settle for a screen that holds your friends in one tap, and stores pictures through numbers and pixels. you are smarter than that.

to the parents: hold their hand. take 5 minutes to throw the foam football back and fourth with them. you are shaping their minds, their personalities and who they become.

to the fathers: thank you for your hard work. thank you for creating human race, thank you for working extra while your woman was caring for the child, and doing what you do to keep the family together.

to the mothers: thank you. thank you for the 9 months out of your lives, thank you for the pain and agony, thank you for creating new life and continuing the human existence.

who needs makeup

who needs plastic surgery

when you have a beautifully symmetrically created face?

-message to the reader

when my father said be careful what you wish for, i never thought i would have to be careful when all i was wishing for was love.