Sunday Scribbles: Enough

Happy March!

While last month was the shortest of the year it definitely felt long. However, I want to thank everyone for over 200 page views on this blog, over 100 new followers on my twitter, over 50 on my Instagram, and over 30 on my Facebook. In order to celebrate that I want to share a new poem that I wrote. February is usually a month full of love and happiness thanks to Valentines Day. I am fortunate that I get to spend it with a woman that I love more than words on a screen can express. However, not everyone has someone to spend that time with. Some by choice, some not. This is for those whose choice it's not.

Enough
I know sticks and stones may
break my bones but fuck you because
words
hurt
too.

Words like "I love you"
"I miss you"
"I'm sorry but you made me do it"
"If you didn't [this], then I wouldn't [that]".

Lies.
Lies are what those are and it's
Lies that hurt.
Lies tell me that you don't respect me enough to tell me the truth.
That you think I'm dumb enough to believe you and
That I'm dumb enough to stay with your sorry ass.

I might be.
I might stay with you for now or
Take you back a second, third, fourth, and fifth time.
But you can only hurt me so much.

You can only break me so much before I am broken.
No. Before I am beyond broken.
Before the woman you once knew is nothing more than
Fragments of the shell of a human being
That too have been crushed into obliteration and
Spread so thin that I've lost parts of me
That I will never get back.

And then what?
You keep living your life, find some new chick
to make your marionette and weather your abuse,
believe your lies and I'm just supposed to what?
Cry?
Well, duh. I mean, isn't that what you do when you are hurt?

So, I will cry.
I will cry until every piece of you that is still
a part of me is gone, and you know why?
Because enough drops from the ocean pieces back together the sand.
Enough particles of air can produce rain, sleet, and snow.
So maybe, just maybe, if I cry enough tears
I can cry myself back into being whole.
2/24/15

~Tea

Tea Time Tuesday! Glad you could make it...

If you follow my social media then you should be expecting this tonight so here I am!

Anyone who knows me knows that there is always a method to my madness. My blog is nothing different. Each day has a theme, which will be revealed as my posts come along. Today is Tea Time Tuesday! (Come on, I can’t have “Tea Time” in the URL and not make time to have tea with my readers.)

What is Tea Time Tuesday?

Tea Time Tuesday is simply a day where I can be candid with my readers. I want it to feel like it’s just us relaxing and talking about random life things. It’ll feel like we’ve known each other forever. Just watch. I will share things like:

• Books I’m currently reading
• My latest travels
• Juggling work, grad school, life, and blogging
• How I handle personal issues that I think may help someone else
• How I organize my space
• Cute findings in my city
• Highlights of bloggers, writers, artists, and anyone else dope that I come across
• Anything else I can think about!

I can’t promise that it will be every Tuesday, maybe every other Tuesday. Just know that on Tuesdays when you come here

be prepared for the unexpected.

~Tea

P.S.

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Her

Do you ever feel like nothing you do or

Say will ever be enough?

Like you will never be

Smart enough, articulate enough,

Cultured enough, considerate enough,

Just plain enough...

What if there was some one out there

Who made you feel like you are enough?
One day she came along and
Changed everything...changed you.

Her gaze said "You are pretty enough".

Her laugh said "You are funny enough".

Her side eye said "You are sarcastic enough"

Without crossing any lines.

She slowly began to break down your

Walls and eradicate your inhibitions. 

General laughter became inside jokes 

And terrible, "y'all make me sick" pet names.

Friendly, "Hello. How was your day?"

Became "OMG I'm having a melt down"

And being each other's Iyanla.

You can't quite remember the day that

You began to fall for her. 

All you know is that you fell.
You fell hard and fast without ever looking back
And learned what it truly meant to love her.

Every smile, every look, every

Dimple and every freckle, 

You

      Love

              Her.

With her you finally are

Enough.

10.16.14

12:30am

Dedicated to V ❤️

~Tea