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BLACK SHEEP are cast out into the world, often with nothing more than the clothes on their back. These brave souls return, somehow intact, with the keys that rescues an entire generation.
Dâelve

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Love isnât Lost, I know exactly where I put it at â¨â˘ â¨Love-Some say the truth hurtsâ¨â˘ â¨Walk with me-Yes, she responded. Why did I ask? Because I wanted to know, and because the I wanted to know was much deeper than the thought itself. By asking if this was the same friend, it would have allowed for assumptions, or, to reassure what those assumptions were already. Assumptions can be dangerousâ¨â˘ â¨Link in Bio. â¨#NoMĂ sMask #loveisnotlost #BreakTheCycleTour #blackboyhealing #blackboyjourney #blackboyjoy #love #blackboymagic #blackbloggers #innerglow #healing #lovestill #love #blacklove #selflove #lovestory #blacklovequotes #melaninbloggers #blacklovepage #blacklovedoc đ¸ @deespeaks_ https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw_3VB3g2Ds/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=87g2gxldutrm
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I texted back LOL
Peace,
12:30 am
That night I couldnât sleep. My body, relaxed and comfortable, but my thoughts were bouncing off the walls. I was still thinking about how we ended the conversation. I was still making up visuals that were supposed to be creating clarity for what she was saying. I was still making conclusions based on what I believed she was telling me. I was starting to believe myself more then I believed her.
The inside of my eyelids became a canvass, as I painted pictures of her and friend A, driving around listening to music, blasting from his nice car. I didnât have a car. I saw them laughing and joking about all the money they can blow, because for friend A, money ainât a thing. I pictured her in one of her sexy outfits, slaying everything and everyone around her, while he sat and watched in the front row of his car.
Then my thoughts would shift to friend B, he too had money, lots of it. I was living pay check to pay check. They drove all throughout Camden while I was at work, and when it was late, heâd drop her off at the bus stop, where she would catch the bus back to me. Whatâs the difference between a nightmare and a dream? Was I experiencing both?
When we woke up we got ready to start our day, everything was cordial and calm. She had no worries in the world, totally opposite of what she expressed to me just two weeks before. And me, I was wearing the mask, because I was really feeling some kind of way but I didnât show it. She texted me later that afternoon, âlast night was crazy right lolâ. I texted back LOL, but wasnât laughing at all

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Love isnât Lost, I know exactly where I put it at
Love- Take your time
Walk with me- Patience. It was never a question on whether or not Iâd be patient, itâs how I move. Rushing into the mood never satisfies anyone, quick setbacks rarely equate to the bigger outcome. Iâm a slow reader anyway, so Iâll take my time to read whatâs in between the lines if youâre willing to share your story. Underlining the scars we mask so well, but Highlighting the moments you found glory. Patience. It was never a question on whether or not Iâd be patient, itâs how I move... .
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Love isnât Lost, I know exactly where I put it at
Love-The reset button looks different for everyone
Walk with me- Some prefer to throw themselves right back into the routine, others prefer to hibernate until they feel ready again. For me, individually I struggled with both before. Wearing the mask made it difficult to be in normal places, around familiar faces, but feel nothing normal about me. Finding excuses to distant myself only allowed it to linger longer
I learned, thereâs a balance, at times I need my peace, for clarity, and then thereâs my people, with open arms when I need them. Always make time for yourself, but understand you never have to do it by yourself. Balance
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Whatâs the best decision here
Peace,
2:00 am
Early morning thoughts usually came as an extension to the dream I was having, or, me replaying the actions from the day before. It wasnât that long since she left, the perfume smell was still fresh, lingering on my pillow, fragrance left on my chest. I lay here, what was so special about that moment I thought.
I couldnât go back to sleep so I started writing. âPeace, I am up with no telling when Iâll go back to sleep. Yesterday was a great day overall, practice was solid, and class was class. Shorty came over. We were chilling, talking, getting to know each other. It was casual talk to be honest. We both were attracted to each other physically, our comments about it told the truth. And so did our actions.
Truth be told, this feels more like a sexual rabbit hole. Iâve been in this situation before, Iâm all too familiar with this feeling, but Iâm also all too comfortable with it, too. Am I wrong? Whatâs the best decision from here? I wonder if she feels the same way. I hope that she isnât.
Love isnât Lost, I know exactly where I put it at
Love,
Keem