Differing Views

“What?! You can't be serious.”

“I am serious.”

“You'll get in trouble”

“No, I won't.”

“Yes, you will.”

“I won't get in trouble.”

“But you and your bf have unprotected sex.”

“That what we choose to do.”

“But you're going to get in trouble.”

“No, I love him.”

“But you're not being smart.”

“I'm doing the right thing.”

“You need to listen to me.”

“I appreciate your friendship.”

“I wish I could change your mind.”

“You can't.”

“I'm scared for you.”

“I'm happy for me.”

“I love you, girlfriend.”

“I love you too, girlfriend.”

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Trudging Forward

Trudging through the dark

which surrounds me.

I see nothing but black

as I continue to move forward.

I feel hopeless at times

and wonder if I should give up.

But that is not me,

so I trudge forward.

Looking for a sign

any sign of hope.

However, not appears

as I move forward.

Despair is my friend;

it calls on me to give up.

I trudge on

listening to its siren song.

No wax to plug my ears,

my mind numbs.

I trudge forward,

listening to despair call my name.

I ignore my friend,

and I smile at last.

Within my sight is a dawn;

I trudge forward to it and smile.

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Fading

I feel my love for you fading.

I don’t want it to go away.

But it is.

I wonder if we are truly compatible.

I see our differences much more than our similarities.

I am so focused on me.

But without you here, how can I focus on us?

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Lifes' Paths

Lifes' paths we have decided to travel together,

yet we travel it separately.

I am tired of that happening.


Now we have a chance to travel it together.

Will you travel it with me?

or will we travel it separately?


As I wait for your reply,

I see our lifes’ paths drifting apart.

And I wonder will they ever meet?

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What Choice Did I Have?

Me: Sure, if you use a condom.
(I have a choice.)

Him: Do I have to?
(He lightly caresses me with his hands.)

Me: NO, NO, NO, NO. I won't do it without one.
(I pull back.)

Him: Why not? Don't you love me?
(He reaches for my hand unsuccessfully.)

Me: NO, NO, NO. Yes, I love you, but I still want you to use one.
(The real reason why is left unsaid.)

Him: No, you don't really love me.
(He looks at me with a sad face.)

Me: I do love you.
(I don't like him feeling sad.)

Him: We have done it before without one.
(He smiles at me.)

Me: NO, NO. That was then.
(I love his smile.)

Him: Come on baby.
(He approaches me.)

Me: NO. I wish you'd use a condom.
(But I know he doesn't want to.)

Him: You love me you know.
(He wraps himself around me holding me tight against him.)

Me: I do love you.
(I hold him back to be nice.)


Him: Please baby do it for us.
(He kisses and caresses me.)

Me: Ummm....I don't know.
(I don't want to disappoint him.)

Him: Show me you love me.
(He pushes my buttons without me being aware.)

Me: Well... umm...
(I don't really want to, but ...)

Him: That's my girl.
(He undresses me and I him.)

Me: You are so good.
(I say this as he is inside of me.)

Him: I love you.
(He is happy; I'm glad one of us is.)

Me: Do you really love me?
(I can feel it is too late for me now.)

Him: I will always love you.
(He looks so relaxed and happy.)

Me: Me too.
(I sigh with sadness tinged with regret.)

Him: Is was good wasn't it?
(He doesn't want to hear no.)

Me: Yes, it was.
(Soon, inside my body, two cells will multiply and divide after becoming one.)

Him: Glad you like it.
(He smiles a big smile.)

Me: Yes, I did.
(But what choice did I have?)

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What Fork?

We are at a fork in the road;

What way shall we go;

Shall we go together?

Shall we go separately?

We need to talk,

yet we hardly do.

Forks require communication;

however, silence is what I hear.

Silence is not what I want,

so I wait to hear your voice.

Before I or we move on,

I wait for your voice.

Once I hear it

and you hear mine,

we will know what fork

is ours to take.

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Together, Yet Apart

I love you
I love you so much
Yet we are constantly apart
I want us to be together
to build on our love, our trust,
our faith, our lives
but we can hardly be together

I want us to put mortar in our lives
so we can build a life together
instead of apart with weakening mortar?

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