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The Quest Chronicles: The Great Collaboration

A chance encounter leads to a great collaboration. The greatest story ever written is life itself. I became friends with someone who put a small piece of my love life on paper with ONE conversation. A taste of what’s in stored once my book is complete:

“I’m feeling that feeling again; I’m
playing a game I can’t win”
-Steve
Perry

The deafening sound of my silence
overpowers the sound of the water as it
washes over me. How did I find myself-
better still; how did I allow this to happen
again? I close my eyes, and I can still see
his smile. That captivating, inviting yet oh
so deceptive smile. His touch, his voice, his
scent. His…everything! God what I wouldn’t
give to be able to forget that he ever
existed.

I was him simplicity, he was my
complication.
What I saw in him was an escape. My
escape! He was also the lie I convinced
myself to be truth. He was…he was my
dark fantasy.
No matter how hard I cry. No matter how
hard I fight. No matter how much I tell
myself that I have to let him go; I somehow
always find myself in his arms. In his
embrace. In his bed. Trapped in my own
mind, the perfect hostage to my desires. I
convinced myself that my love for him was
strong enough to change the truth of who
he really was. But my love was nothing
more than a lie. A lie I kept using to put the
pieces of my broken heart back together. A
lie I held on to. A lie that never shielded me
from the harsh reality of us. There was
never us. There was him. There was me.
And now, once again; it’s just me.

It’s just me. Screaming for the world to
hear. Crying until my body shakes. Holding
myself simply because I want him to hold
me; I want him to kiss me, to tell me that
things will be different. I want him to lie to
me, if only to stop me from feeling the pain
that the truth causes.
The deafening silence of my tears
overpowers the sound of the shower as the
water cascades over my naked body.
Hoping that it washes away his touch.
Hoping that it washes away his scent.
Praying that it washes away my past. All I
can do now is wait.
Wait to live.
Wait to die.
Wait for an absolution; that will never come.
The simplicity that I found in his
complication. Is what made our complicated
love affair, so simple.

So simple in fact that he simply walked out
of my life.

Written by my new inspiration, Darryl Bishop #Author #Photographer #Dj #Comedian #Model

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The Quest Chronicles: The Love Bully

If I tell you I hate you or I can’t stand you then take it as a compliment because now we live in a world where bad is good & good is bad LITERALLY! If a man states that I’m BAD, that means I look good. What ever happened to just using the words that’s meant to be used?

It becomes confusing especially if you’re in a new area or talking to someone long distance. Many states have their own language that will have you puzzled. I remember talking to this guy from Chicago & he told me I was COLD. At first I was confused then slightly insulted. Usually if someone calls you cold, that means you’re cold hearted which is not a good thing at all. Me being such a nice person, I couldn’t understand why out of nowhere he kept calling me that. Instead of jumping to conclusions, I politely asked him why he kept calling me cold. Come to find out, in his area COLD actually means BAD, which means you look GOOD! OMG, I just can’t keep up! 

Don’t get me wrong in other scenarios the disrespect is real yet it’s not. I noticed some guys who like me tend to be mean to me like we’re in elementary school. The young guy bullying the girl even though he secretly likes her. Cute but how old are we? 

I hate you! I can’t stand you! You get on my nerves! Nobody likes you! Hurtful statements but all have an underlining meaning in most cases. I love you. I like you. You make me smile. I wish you were mines.

Why is it so hard to mean what you say & say what you mean? To be honest, some been hurt before so instead of showing vulnerability, it’s easier to show true feelings through insults. It feels better than to let their guard down, afraid to be hurt again. Not knowing that it might come off as a turn off. Goes back to getting to know the person you’re trying to deal with, learning their personality & language. 
I use to pick up on it & laugh it off because I knew it meant he’s into me but at the same time, it became too much. Using insults as words of endearment may be your thing but after a while, all it will do is push someone away especially in the beginning stages.

Show me that you are into me. Show me that you can say nice things or give compliments. Be an adult for once. Continue to play these silly games & I’ll start taking you as a joke. We all want love. We’ve all been hurt. We all Express ourselves differently but sometimes you have to learn others love language & hope it connects with yours! Be you but be real. Bring the wall down. The last thing you want to do is push away the person who was meant to be there in the first place. You like me…. just say it. I won’t bite! LOL

This is Ms Gotta Love Me herself, it’s T-Quest Tuesday & you’ve just been Questified! Show love by commenting, sharing & following me on social media at TQuestGLM

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