Prologue| Hurts The Most
What hurts the most is letting go
Just to let you know
I love you so
Tonight was poetry night and since he was a big fan of poetry I knew he wouldn't be willing to listen to what I had to say to him. But he was going to have to except it. I'm not like any other average black women. I had standards that needed to be made and by going out with a garbage man who makes below my standards, was a big NO. I felt this erge of wanting more. I needed more and I damn sure was gonna get it.
"Toni I can't do this. This life isn't made for me," I said sitting across from him.
Not saying a word, he continued to set his attention on the act in front of us. I let out a low sigh, trying to gain back his attention .
"Toni!" …show more content…
I knew I would never understand it, since I never felt it.
Walking over towards me with a dozen roses in his hands and placing it in my arms before giving me a quick peck on the cheek.
"Did you enjoy it?" he said taking a seat across from me.
"I enjoyed it, but I would have enjoyed it a little more if only I knew what exactly you were trying to tell me," I smiled staring into his …show more content…
"I should have known. I should have known, but I was just too stupid to believe it."
What are you talking about Toni?" I questioned feeling myself grow upset.
"I'm talking about this, this whole mindset you have on wanting to be some bougie ass woman ready to live the fancy life. Well wake up baby girl it ain't gonna happen until you learn how to except yourself.
Rolling my eyes." What the hell do you know, your a garbage man."
"You right I am a garbage man and I'm also a business owner who owns a barber shop not to far from here. But at least I got enough damn sense to love myself.
Taking away by his statement, I felt as if the word stupid was being written across my forehead, but I guess that's why you should never judge a book by its cover.
"I didn't know that," I said feeling a little embarrassed.
"Yeah I bet you didn't," he responded getting up from his seat and dropping two crispy twenty dollar bills on the table.
Feeling my heart drop, as he walked out of the bar, I wiped away the tears that had began to fall wishing I would have just kept my mouth shut.
Looking back at the stage as his words began to replay over and over again in my
What hurts the most is letting go
Just to let you know
I love you so
Tonight was poetry night and since he was a big fan of poetry I knew he wouldn't be willing to listen to what I had to say to him. But he was going to have to except it. I'm not like any other average black women. I had standards that needed to be made and by going out with a garbage man who makes below my standards, was a big NO. I felt this erge of wanting more. I needed more and I damn sure was gonna get it.
"Toni I can't do this. This life isn't made for me," I said sitting across from him.
Not saying a word, he continued to set his attention on the act in front of us. I let out a low sigh, trying to gain back his attention .
"Toni!" …show more content…
I knew I would never understand it, since I never felt it.
Walking over towards me with a dozen roses in his hands and placing it in my arms before giving me a quick peck on the cheek.
"Did you enjoy it?" he said taking a seat across from me.
"I enjoyed it, but I would have enjoyed it a little more if only I knew what exactly you were trying to tell me," I smiled staring into his …show more content…
"I should have known. I should have known, but I was just too stupid to believe it."
What are you talking about Toni?" I questioned feeling myself grow upset.
"I'm talking about this, this whole mindset you have on wanting to be some bougie ass woman ready to live the fancy life. Well wake up baby girl it ain't gonna happen until you learn how to except yourself.
Rolling my eyes." What the hell do you know, your a garbage man."
"You right I am a garbage man and I'm also a business owner who owns a barber shop not to far from here. But at least I got enough damn sense to love myself.
Taking away by his statement, I felt as if the word stupid was being written across my forehead, but I guess that's why you should never judge a book by its cover.
"I didn't know that," I said feeling a little embarrassed.
"Yeah I bet you didn't," he responded getting up from his seat and dropping two crispy twenty dollar bills on the table.
Feeling my heart drop, as he walked out of the bar, I wiped away the tears that had began to fall wishing I would have just kept my mouth shut.
Looking back at the stage as his words began to replay over and over again in my