“Be my Peace” he says while prepping hookah pipes, relaxed in his basketball shorts and black tank. Dreads pulled back, knees scuffed from street football and a calm but stark demeanor.
“I am taken,” he says when pursued by a woman with flattering
lips.
“I’m not a meal ticket,” says the man tired of women using him
for their selfish ambition and photo-taking during their date and getting to
know each other.
“Be my Peace” says my ex.
“What about me? What about how I feel?” says my ex.
“Don’t use me” says, my brother.
“I’m not interested”, “Were not compatible,” says the man
who knows himself and value.
“When a woman understands that his needs, his desires are
important as mine, this makes you a much more desirable woman to that man” Stephen Speaks.
“See me, Understand me, Affirm me, Teach me, Love
Me” I hear.
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