Monday, January 4, 2010
8:33 PM | 
Posted by
Ms. Chink |
For a second I had to pause could this be us conversing but then I thought...it was only a collected memory. I mean I get it now our ship has sealed but with only one passenger aboard. Its repetitive to ask what..why and how's but the questions still linger as I rest me head night after night. together for ever printed on the pages our dear old notebook...boy oh boy you couldn't tell me back then that you wasn't my man. A kiss on a forehead..a I love you was all the cure I needed just to make my heart melt. Just the way you said my name...made butterflies form in my stomach...and every time I shed a tear it was because I feared I was losing you. So now I stand at the dock waving hoping you will safely return to me with future dreams and a locked chest of our past...bringing me a kiss on the forehead and I love you bacc and I return the blessings saying I always knew that bighead together forever baby and that's a fact....
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- Ms. Chink
- I'm Asia Jones a current grad student who recently graduated from Lincoln university with two BS degrees in criminal justice & sociology and two minors in anthropology and psychology. My ideal career is to become a US Marshall. I feel that I have overcome alot of tribulations in my life which has mode me into the women I am today. I am women of passion who loves to attain knowledge. I am very into Afrocentricity. Writing my feelings is my life and I hope that my word inspires others going though the same situations.
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