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February 18 - February 18, 2024
We are taught as young girls not to shine too bright or speak our minds because that’s being sassy. We are made to feel uncomfortable in our own homes by having to change out of “revealing” clothes because the creepy uncle is coming over. We are taught to not wear red nail polish because then we’ll be labeled as fast. We are taught to not wear our hair straight because then we are seen as being too grown. It’s our fault for being sexually assaulted because we shouldn’t have drank too much. We should have thought about what we were wearing before we went out for the night.
The world continues to take and take and take from us, never concerned with the fact that we already give everything we have and it still is never enough.
If it’s a battle they want, then it’s a war they’ll get.
I am sorry for wasting your time beautiful. I wanted a chance to make you smile. Please accept my apology and I hope you can accept this small gift in exchange for you promising not to slap me the next time we meet. x B
“Oh, I’m sorry, my momma would beat my ass from the grave for not using my manners. My name is Brian, and it has truly been a pleasure to sit in your presence.”
I’m sorry I couldn’t stop you from falling last night Makayla but I hope you can accept my gift. I feel partly responsible and as a man I can own up to the fact I made you uncomfortable and that was never my intention. X B
You’ve been running away from the tide but you can never get far enough before it takes you under.”
“God hasn’t forgotten about you baby girl. He will get justice for everything that has come up against you. Vengeance is mine says the Lord. That scripture is found in Romans 12:19.”
At that moment, I felt the safest I had ever felt in my entire life. His hugs reminded me of my mom’s.
I need you to not make that sound again. It’s going to fill my head with endless possibilities of all the ways I can make you sing a symphony.”
I never break my promises.
“And what about you? What will you do for me?” Anything you want me to, just give me the word.
“I’m not sure how many times I have to tell you this, but here it is again. I am honored to even breathe the same air as you, so for this to be the arrangement is more than enough for me. You would never impose on me, so get that toxic thought out of that beautiful brain of yours. Do I make myself clear, or would you like me to say it again?” The air was buzzing with a familiar feeling.
It’s hard to grow in the same place you’ve been broken in.
I wasn’t worthy of her fruit, but I would spend every second planting the seeds to grow her tree.
I was raised by my grandma and she always instilled in me the power of choosing. Choosing who my friends are. Choosing who gets to lay in my bed. Choosing what I put in my body.
so I did my nightly routine, which consisted of me praying over her and reading Isaiah 41:10.
“Thank you for softening my heart for that intimacy with Hm again. Without you covering me, I wouldn’t have had the courage or belief to pray for myself again.”
who killed Jillian,
Your dad
“I love you, too, Brian Alexander. You surely have been an angel sent from my momma to watch over me. I don’t know what the future holds for us but I’m willing to clasp your hand and walk through the storm together.”
Baby girl, I know you are going to make me regret buying this dress because the only thing I’ll be thinking about is tearing it off you. Though you don’t remember our first date, I want to create one you will never forget. The one where I had to beg you to eat dinner with me and then you ghosted me for a month doesn’t count, either! It may seem like we are doing things out of order, but we are exactly where we need to be. I wanted to earn your trust as your friend and gained your heart in the process. Now I’m ready to keep your heart as your soon-to-be man. x B
“I already told you, Makayla, you deserve it because you’re you. There is nothing you have to prove or work to earn. God placed you here for me and it’s my job to take care of you.
“This one already has a dance partner, sorry, man.” Brian’s arms came around my waist, hugging me from behind.
“Nah, he was breathing the same air as you… That’s a problem for me.” Was this man crazy? Absolutely!
This is your first official Bible and I pray that throughout the different problems we will face individually and together, you will open this and seek God to be your guide. I love you always. xB
I love the way you lose yourself in your art. The passion you create with a pen and paintbrush inspires me to work harder at my own goals. x B
