On this journey of love, we have done the dead-end sexual conquests, the songs that are on my "Soundtrack of Sad" and here I am at 1:10am still trying to figure out why my heart has remained empty although my call log and bed hasn't. It's as though I can not get "unstuck" from my past and have become to scared to move beyond the nonsense. I listen to the words of J. Hudson (We Goin' Fight), Ashanti (Movies) and Beyonce (Scared of Lonely) and I wonder am I fighting for something that is not worth holding on to because I am scared to be alone. Scared of knowing that my heart's best interest does not lie with the man that snores next to me, yet am I more afraid of dating myself and most of all of moving on. I turn over and I look at him in his peaceful slumber and I wonder: W hy you can't love me enough not to cheat? Why ain't my heart strong enough not to leave? Why do I stay knowing all that you do? Why am I so much in love with you? He pl...
A journey for love and the "Exotic Penis".