THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS # 13

So now  he and I are vibin to "ONE AND ONLY" by Adele.  My True love's song. My metaphysical dream song.
I hope it's OUR song papi. Just yours and mine! So why did my mind just do that? Mar something so beautiful with doubt. A dirty piece of work my mind can be sometime, nursing insecurity- dirty pool - still who wants to play the fool. I'm sure he's nursing a few too, but don't we all experience doubt at some point or another? Hmm word to the mother. Off that.
I am happy when I'm with him, and everyday I crawl more out of my shell, allowing me to be more me.

I love the way he looks at me
And reflects back what he sees
I glow

As this thing grows inside me
He's standing right beside me
Proud as a peacock

He mounts me from the back
Pounding away at my perception

Peeking my curiosity
What kind of love could this be

#EWAY

LET... LOVE... LAST...