So many black relationships, are like “holding hands” now-a-days. Grip. Swing. Breakaway. Not that much consistency nor foundation. Sex & drama, equates to life. When did that become normal? I don’t remember that shit on the Cosby’s. When did all the relationship faux pas become the norm? There was so much more to love.
Why is our generation content with, Just ENOUGH?
The Kryptonite to black love.
People expect infidelity, more than they would flowers. When did black love become so desensitized? Dare I say hip-hop be the culprit? I hope not. I have more faith in our men, than that. Is it these passive aggressive women, that exchange their hearts for a bag of salt? What is it? I thought our men created the smooth, charismatic, allure of love. “Baby let me love you, stroke you, sex you, bless you, move you, soothe you”. Yet now, all I hear is “Yeaa that’s Me, my younging, my girl”. Flowers are wack and walks in the park are gay. I’m sorry, but I want that old thing back.
Love is Growth! Being willing to fall, learn, decipher and navigate, through all life’s lessons and misconceptions. Where is the randomness of love? Be in the moment. Live in the nervous. Grab her by the hand, and swing her around. Kiss her till she forgets, all the noises around. Stare in her her eyes, an caress her hair. Sometimes it’s just nice to hear I love you. For no other reason, that it’s true. Everyone loves surprises. Even You! Do you really need birthdays, holidays, and anniversary’s to show your love? People say No but, yes they do. So many people are lazy in love, and wonder why it fades. Step outside yourself for someone else, and leave all your complaints.
Don’t wait to be asked. Do it JUST CAUSE! You should want to see him/her happy. It’s nice to make them smile. Love is about going the mile. Stop trying to get over and grow up, before you grow apart.