No bread will ever be baked from this dough

2018-12-04T05:43:13+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 4 Décembre 2018 à 05:43 AM

When I see your face I get so giddy.

When I see you smiling back at me it’s like Christmas came early.

Late night talks.

Good morning text.

Smiling because you’re on my mind.

Happy because you’re finally mine.

Walking in circles because you’re on your way back to me.

What should I tell you first?

That I had on you on my mind the whole time you were gone?

Or that you make me happy?

Either way once you get here I won’t find the words to say to you.

I won’t know how to create a sentence.

I will stop walking and stare at you senseless.

What would I do without you?

Wake up it’s a dream.

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2018-12-03T20:42:14+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 3 Décembre 2018 à 08:42 PM

Modern love

You’re at the other end of the line.

I won’t bother text you.

I won’t call you.

I won’t like your post.

I won’t say anything to you as you didn’t say anything to me.

Waiting until you would text me.

Waiting until you call me.

Waiting until you like my post and watch my story.

You wouldn’t say anything.

I would lose hope.

But you would pop up out of nowhere and say “hey”.

I wanted to say why you didn’t talk to me before, why you don’t make plans yo see me.

But all I say back is “hi”

I don’t ask how you are.

I don’t ask what happened.

I left that for another day.

I didn’t want to waste time asking why you want to talk to me now because time is precious and you take an eternity to reply.

You don’t know how I’m feeling.

I don’t know how you’re feeling.

We’re too afraid to get personal.

We’re too afraid to get attached.

We’re too afraid to say how we’re doing.

Little did we know we felt the same way.

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2018-12-01T05:47:52+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 1 Décembre 2018 à 05:47 AM

Read text messages.

Unfollowed plans.

Jugements.

Why wasn’t she there ?

Does she even care?

Doesn’t she want to see us anymore?

You don’t understand.

You probably still not get it after this.

It’s not easy.

Life is not as sweet as I thought.

I’m learning.

I’m scared.

I want to scream.

They think I’m avoiding them.

I want to be there.

I can’t.

It’s hard.

I want to see you.

I want to talk to you.

It’s hard.

I think you cute, but I don’t talk to you.

I want to say hi but I feel shy and I’m not even shy.

I want to have a whole conversation with you but I don’t know what to say.

I want to hang out with all of you.

But it’s hard.

You don’t ask me what’s wrong.

You don’t ask how I’m doing.

You don’t know.

I feel like you don’t care and you probably think I don’t care too.

I wanted to come.

I couldn’t.

It was hard for me to be honest about my situation.

I wanted to tell you that it’s not what it seems.

I wish we could talk.

I wish you weren’t so quick to judge me without talking to me.

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2018-11-21T16:30:12+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 21 Novembre 2018 à 04:30 PM

Morning !

It’s almost thanksgiving and it needs to hurry up because I’m hungry. I am happy that it’s that time of the year again not because my birthday is near but because I love my family and I love being with them. This year I won’t be with them even though I love them but it’s more complicated than that. I will spend it with my very close friend whom I love and thankful for each day. She’s amazing guys and y’all would love to have a friend like that. But she’s mine. (LOL)

I admit thanksgiving is the time to be happy and thankful for family and life in general but we all feel under the weather from time to time. I know sometimes we may feel as if we’re not enough, not like able to certain people, not fast enough, not beautiful enough... forget all that. I am here to tell you that you are not alone I do feel like that sometimes. What I do? I pray, I listen to music so loud that I cannot hear those voices. We are not perfect and we were all made with a flaw and that’s okay. You don’t have to be a size 2, tall, light skin, dark skin, skinny, curvy, slim thick you could just be YOU. Learn to appreciate more things about yourself . what you love about yourself can anything it can be your voice, style, face, eyes, nose, skin color, nails or whatever it is love it enough that no one can make you feel bad about it. If it’s your face then you know you’re beautiful which I believe we are all beautiful in our own ways but if you know you’re beautiful would you let someone make you think you’re ugly? Hell no ! You know what you working with. Like me I know I’m small would I let someone make me think Any different? Hell no because I know I’m not. Just like you know you’re not what they say don’t let them make you believe the opposite. Be proud of who you are. Don’t give anyone the power to tear you down. Sadly I’ve been down that road and it took me a while to get back up and regain control of what I chose to believe. I don’t like being around negative vibes and you shouldn’t either. Avoid gossip situation, confrontation but don’t dismiss it you should ALWAYS stand up for yourself don’t let anyone do you wrong without letting them know it’s not okay and that you simply you won’t take it (you’re not a doormat) regain control. Believe in yourself be your own cheerleader. Cheer for your own success. Forget what others think of you. Do what you think is best for you and do it with you head held high. You’re beautiful inside and out believe it enough...

Have a good day guys.

Love you all.

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2018-11-15T20:06:22+01:00

spreading positivity.

Publié par Gaelle.R 15 Novembre 2018 à 08:06 PM

recently, I've been clouded with a lot of negative thoughts. I want to share a little about it. I've thought about what to write when I would express myself but I never know what to say when someone ask me how I'm feeling and I have to talk about it. I am better expressing those feeling through a piece of paper rather than words. I can't say how I've been feeling simply because I couldn't find the right words.

Forget what the title says but " negative thoughts" yes that's what been going on in my mind and I tried to block them out by listening to music, go to work, watch movies...but those thoughts still remained. Until I really sat down and really think about it. I let my thoughts run free and write about those feelings and that's when I really started to feel better.

I think for you to get over whatever is tearing you down you have to be face to face with it. You gotta look at it straight in the eye, head to head to eventually know what's going on and eventually get over it. I am not going to say what those feelings were sadly this is a blog not a diary so I cannot put all of my secrets out there like that (LOL) I have a variety of readers and I respect you all.

About that last poem I wrote, I am okay now. Thank you for your concern. I love sharing my pain, my happiness, confusion, love through poetry. I love to put my feelings in there. For a while now I have been numb and I didn't quiet feel anything which is why I stopped writing poetry. I feel like the more you grow the more emotions you feel, you may feel lost, sad, happy and confused all at the same time. Don't worry emotions are totally normal and I needed to hear that right now.

Have a nice day.

talk soon.

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2018-11-14T04:37:51+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 14 Novembre 2018 à 04:37 AM

I look at the page but all see is my tears spoiling every word I wrote.

My heart beats slowly as if it wants to stop.

My breathing is getting weaker as the tears run down my face.

I’m looking for a shoulder to cry on.

Why do I feel this way?

Why isn’t any one listening to me?

No one can see my world falling apart.

No one can see me getting quiet.

No one can see the tears that I’m fighting with when I blame it on the onions.

Somehow,

They believe that I’m okay.

They think I’m strong.

They don’t know how I’ve been doing lately.

They don’t know that each day that goes by I feel weaker.

Even when I smile.

It’s all a show.

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2018-11-11T05:15:22+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 11 Novembre 2018 à 05:15 AM

Saying goodbye...

I’ve never wanted to say goodbye because it’s easier to pack up and leave than to look someone in the eyes to tell them that you are leaving and never coming back.

I rather pack up my things and leave. I rather run the other way as if I didn’t see you but little did you know that I was looking at you one last time without you realizing it.

Little do you know that I memorized this last time in my head from the way you touch your face and to the way your eyes wandered in the room.

You think I walked away like a cold hearted girl but I had to go before you saw those tears running down my face.

I had to go before I spill my heart out.

I had to go before I make you stay when I know that you have to leave and it would’ve been selfish of me to keep you from following your dream.

I decided to walk away from you just so you can live your life fully because I don’t want to stand in your way.

I would hate to be the reason why you didn’t turn out to be who you wanted to be all because you had me.

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2018-11-01T06:27:55+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 1 Novembre 2018 à 06:27 AM

Hello there,

It’s Halloween not that I care I mean I don’t celebrate it. I never have before but I do love costumes and I was a leopard for work which was kinda fun but somehow I feel like it contradicts my belief because I don’t believe in that whole “thing”. Enough about me and what I believe in.

Let’s talk about something interesting tonight...

What do I think about older guys?

I was asked that question before not directly but somehow I remember I was talking about how I would never date someone younger than me. Now I know what y’all think. I am not discriminating anyone about their age or nothing but this is my opinion and I will elaborate on it. Reason why I won’t date someone younger than me is because I cannot deal with immature guys. I know that I am not fully matured yet but I cannot date somebody who’s not more mature or match my maturity. We are learning in our 20’s and we are bound to make mistake to learn. I don’t want to feel like I am babysitting a guy or just watching what he says to clarify what he meant to other people . Watching his action to apologize for it, looking after the way he carries himself afraid he might do something bad. A man is suppose to know what he’s doing, he’s supposed to know how to carry himself, how to talk to people and I shouldn’t have to tell him the way he should be. If I were to tell a guy the way he should be I feel like that would be me trying to change him. I don’t wanna have to change nobody. We are all our own bosses and we should be able to decide what’s best for us.

Now do I prefer older guys ?

Actually, I don’t know but all I know is that he shouldn’t be younger than me he should be at least my age or a little older. That I’m okay with. I am getting older now and that whole boyish sort of thing don’t work for me. That whole let’s be one of those couple goals would simply not work for me. Well, I am glad that you’re reading this at least you’ll know how I feel about the world of dating. That doesn’t mean I don’t believe in love because I do I mean (I’m a poet) and a hopeless romantic. With that been said I am not blinded I know real when I see it and I know fake when see it.

I’ll leave it on that note.

Have a good night.

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2018-10-31T17:21:20+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 31 Octobre 2018 à 05:21 PM

There it was by the garden,

Everyone could pass and take a look at it.

Steady, solid and brown.

They wanted to sit on it but it was an odd chair.

Perhaps it's because it was leaning on one side,

But solid on the other.

How can you sit ?

Solid but easy to break on the other side.

Why so complicated ?

They would walk by and not sit.

On a rainy day it would stand firm

Not a single raindrop could tear it down.

The wind would blow and it would be still standing,

Not a single shake.

A girl came with a baseball bat and knock on it,

It remain unbreakable.

Nothing could break it.

A guy would pass every morning and stand by it.

They would look to see if he would sit.

He never does.

One day he stopped and slowly touch it.

Then finally he sat on it.

The chair stays firm.

Still standing.

Not a single shake.

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2018-10-30T06:21:46+01:00

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Publié par Gaelle.R 30 Octobre 2018 à 06:21 AM

You’re the sunshine to my morning.

You’re the bacon to my breakfast.

You’re the music I listen to the most on my playlist.

You’re the chorus to my favorite song.

You’re the perfume I always pick no matter the occasion.

You’re the sugar in my coffee.

You’re the curtains in my bedroom window hiding me from the outside world.

You’re the face I will always recognize no matter the distance.

You’re the chocolate sauce on my coffee ice cream.

You’re the belt around my waist.

You’re the fresh air on a very hot day.

You’re the good on my bad days.

You’re the time I always want to freeze but can’t.

You’re the dream I keep playing in my head wanting it to come true.

You’re the story that I can never finish telling.

You’re the tick to my tock.

You’re the candy I always carry in my purse.

You’re the glasses I always wear even on cloudy days.

You’re the space I can never finish filling.

You’re the drink I can never get enough of.

You’re the only dessert I eat first afraid of losing you.

You’re the seconds in my New York minute.

You’re the time clock on the wall in my least favorite class.

You’re the tea to my early mornings.

You’re the good part of the day I always rush to get to.

You’re the taste of chocolate with a hint of caramel and I can’t get enough of it.

You’re the hey to my hellos.

You’re the words in my head as I write this down.

All this to say you inspire me...

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