I grew up as most men did, being taught how to be a player, taught things like as long as you take care of home, it’s ok to do your thing in the street and neglecting the fact that the men giving these lessons were if not alone, had women who hated them. Unfortunately by the time we learn enough to treat our women the way that they should be treated, we find ourselves having lost a good woman and sometimes more. Like I told my youngest brother the other day, “it’s ok to commit young fella, aint nothing wrong with having one chick”…Brothers don’t wait until she gone, treat her right…Right Now!!!! So one day you don’t look up and she’s gone.
And so I got this note on the dresser….
Blake, I Love You But that Love does not compare to the love I’ve lost for you….That love is forever gone and can never be reclaimed….The memories of said Love is simply not enough….The Lies, cheating and the games…. hurt my heart and destroyed my trust…. it’s just too much….With my life I must move on, thanks for the poems, the good times we share, the love you still show….Yes I Love You but In-Love with you….I can’t allow myself to be….if it helps you any, you’ll always hold a special place in my heart….hopefully you feel the same, if so we’ll never be apart.
***took me 5 years to understand this letter. Tks