Look At This Madness

And like that I was captivated. His delicate touch and warm hands were a sort of comfort to me. We drove in his car for a while. I could feel the life running through my veins. Something I can’t say I had ever experienced until that very moment.  Although it was cold outside I did not feel cold. Not this time. No, this time I felt loved and that was all the warmth I needed. I could see it in those beautiful brown eyes. The drive felt like a dream in which I never wanted to cease my slumber. It was as though everything around us disappeared and all that mattered was this picturesque journey we had embarked on and the two of us.  As he pulled up to the curb he kindly sent me to the back seat and got out of the car. Moments later a beautiful woman sat in the front seat. As I carefully watched the two, their smiles captured my mind and captivated my body leaving me breathless. Listening to them talk to one another was on of the loveliest things I had ever heard. It was that mo...

His wondering mind has gotten the best of him before and his future won't be much different. He'll find a girl who is perfect. But then again, they all were. She has just enough rebellion in her blood but not so much as to make an imbalance. They are perfect for each other because of the fact they balance each other out. After two years of dating they will get married and after two years of an okay marriage he will wonder once again. Too many shots and two handful hits of weed and he's gone. Now begins the blackout. He won't remember most of everything that happened except for the girl he cheated with. She was a brunette, spunky, playful and worst of all, tempting. The worst part though is he fell into the temptation. His mind in a dark oblivion, knowing it was wrong but being to heavily influenced to stop. The next morning he'll lie there feeling empty, full of regret, and a clouded mind. What have I done? he'll think to himself. The girl who was once p...

I was outside of the vintage store I am working at watering the plants when he walked past and said good morning. I kindly smiled and returned the casual conversation, "good morning." a few minutes later he walked by and began telling me something, "Yesterday a white guy calls me nigger and what do I do? I turn around and punch him. well after that he began running and who's the one who gets written up by the cop? Me. He got off on everything. you know, people better be careful what they say around here. I tell my girlfriend to expect the unexpected in every situation." "I'm sorry to hear that."  "Well anyway, you have a good day, God bless."                                                               "You have a good day too." Whether or not his story is true, it disgusts me to know there are still individuals who lo...