He will always remember

 

He will always remember how alive you made him feel;

how you made sure to wear his favorite perfume

and the way it lingered when you left the room;

the softness of your body, fresh from the shower and the way you smelled of lemongrass, cane sugar, and green tea — refreshing! Because you loved to make things for yourself.

He will always remember the way you laughed after he told a joke;

the perfect circle your lips made as you blew, to cool, his food before you handed over the spoon;

the way your eyes smiled “Good morning, baby!” at sunrise in the morning.

He will always remember your voice on the other end of the line as he discussed nothing during his break from work.

He will always remember how you cheered for his favorite sports teams and how your flip flops kicked up rain water as he tried to cover you both with a single-person umbrella;

how you held his hand while teaching him how to two-step under the light of the moon.

He will always remember how you discussed politics over coffee and would stop to hold doors for strangers who never thanked you in return — he always admired your selflessness.

He will always remember how he wondered what you’d do if you knew he’d saved her number again;

the way he hid his deception, was lax with protection, and threw everything you’d built with him away.

He will always remember how you made him feel alive and how his favorite perfume lingered as you packed up your things and walked away.

— Written by Asha

 

 

Still and Now

Still and Now

A Song By Midtown Savage (Blog Contributor)

Crazy how wisdom evolves in life
Sometimes I wonder what’s the purpose
and how to get past the strife

I know I’m not the only one; others can relate
But this time I’m speaking up; I won’t hesitate
We can’t go against the truths; they won’t dissipate
No time for “what ifs” but we can better communicate

Old love doing new things in the Navy
Old friend Christmas flashbacks in Haiti
Forgot about a hypocrite in New York
Until years later she butt-dialed me when I don’t have her number any more

“Hello?”

I used to have a stalker
Following me around like a “Walker”
He’s not coming back; he’s dead
And I’m alive; already way ahead

Still and now laugh about the sweet times tho’
Still and now smile about the good times, beau

Rest in Peace to a Beauty at nineteen
I’ll never forget who you were and who you still are
The true Queen
My bright shining star

For the last few “single” years
I’m doing me with no fears
Then recently I met you, a lesson in disguise
Here I am ready to love, imagine my surprise
The rug pulled from underneath
I was lied to, a Saint Peter’s wreath

You’re solely the one to blame
Selfish, you played a game
Not a word, nothing, nada
Radio silence, you failed like the Spanish Armada

Still and now laugh about the sweet times tho’
Still and now smile about the good times, beau

I’ve moved on, my talents bloom
My heart in colors; in song
Ugliness and negativity, there’s no room
We don’t get along

Life has a beautiful way to remind you who was always there
Lessons learned, blessings received, breaths of fresh air
For the love and support, I’m thankful
For my strength and integrity, I’m grateful

Only new love by the book
Smart, fun, and sexy good looks
Love those dimples, baby, my little heart crook

Time does help with what you’ve been thru
Reminder, there are more adventures to look forward to

Still and now laugh about the sweet times tho’
Still and now smile about the good times, beau

Still and now laugh about the sweet times tho’
Still and now smile about the good times, beau