#spamislove

Choices: . She was my choice, in all her faults and failures, my flaws and my mistakes, broken dreams and promises, homelessness and heartaches, when no one dared believe. Even if she had no faith in me, I never chose to see, all she wasn’t or couldn’t be. I believed in everything she was, though she only chose to see, the limitations of what we were, I saw limitless possibilities, in choosing no one else - but her. . With years gone by and passing, battles I fought and won. She only saw my losses. Never realized my every minute, or believed my every day, had redefined my purpose, gave new meaning to my soul, changed the bearing of my life, A choice that made me whole. I understood why she didn’t, allow herself to see beyond, passed a past of nothingness; of my empty pockets, and nearly empty paper plates, on dinner tables not my own. I felt her disappointment, from the frozen floors we slept, the nightly lonely tears she wept, her tired eyes, her broken heart, from my promises unkept. Each blanket I had borrowed, from strangers and from friends, from all the pride I swallowed; or how the tears she cried, had served as my conviction, to always choose to see, no other possibility - but her. . I stood up to every challenge, against those in disbelief, I wiped the dirt from my face, the blood from my knees, owned each and every choice, upon all hells and heavens, all had heard my voice. Her every word, I took to heart, for myself, and for our future; for no one else - but her. . In all the years together, she never did let go, she never believed I would, never believed any man should, never believed I ever could, hold upon my shoulders, and demons above my head, cast shadows of eternal doubt, she wondered how; in the darkness I could love her, her every fault and failure. And if she saw nothing else, but the worst of me, my conviction is the only choice to be the best of me; every failure helped me grow, every passing year a blur, through every broken heart, and broken dream, I would still, choose no one else - but her. . #valentinesday #makeherfeelbeautiful #spamislove #choseher #bettertohavelovedandlost #whatever #fuckthat #sexplease #igpoetry #wordporn https://www.instagram.com/p/B8jFFMipV9v/?igshid=nqrca5wqgspk

I thought having an adorable puppy was simply a fun stuff that you would engage in knowing that a new experience might give added joy to the family. Out of boredom maybe, the understated monotonous side of going home which all of us were old enough so called grown ups, to care of personal businesses and at times pangs. But when Spam came, it was not about a hobby to make or toy to play with, rather He came over to realize the value of patience and unconditional love, someone who will test your patience on those unearthly times of his peeing, and how will you manage not to hate him yet love even better despite of being not so potty-trained. Well I guess, now, I am starting to learn.