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  • Member Since:

    August 20, 2000

  • Sex:

    Male

  • Dating Preference:

    Female

  • Age:

    37

  • Relationship Status:

    Single

  • Education:

    High School or Equivalent

  • Income:

    $30-50,000

  • Location:

    Chula Vista, CA

  • Race:

    Black/African American

  • Zodiac:

    Aquarius


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Its funny how everyday ends in Y. Why do think this is? Could it be that you and me has had this question locked sine we were kids? Running through life with out a care so much 2 do no time 2 spare. Not wanting 2 share because girls had cooties... eewww... Boys were icky so the ladies thought and dirt was fun despite what we were taught. And Monday still ended in Y. Back 2 school and books and stuff complaining that recess wasn`t long enough. 15 minutes then the whistle blows running 2 get in line as you wipe your nose. Your passion grows for that girl with the red ribbon in her hair and no matter what you do you can`t help but stare. She giggles and points and you blush a bit your boys get near and you straighten` up quick. Stealing a glance as you file inside whispering next recess we`ll meet on the slide. So you wait as the seconds seem like minutes and the hours seem like days. You day dream of those ribbons and the way she plays. Time for recess this is it... You`re feeling nervous but just a bit. You head for the slide but she isn`t there then like a ton a bricks your first experience of despair. Now a 7 year old boy can`t be in love.... But I was and just because my love was new my day ended in Y like they all seem 2 do. Do you like me she said on that 3rd day of play; sorry about Tuesday but Thursday is our day. But if you like me say it tell me 2 my face, I did and she gave me the quickest embrace. For that moment I floated then let out a sigh but that day 2 ended in Y. Now Thursday came but she wasn`t on the bus, she must be sick one day won`t be so rough. But it was and man that was a long day. It just didn`t feel right going out 2 play. The slide was 2 short the teeter didn`t totter the swing didn`t go high enough and it just kept getting hotter. The rest of the day was hard but I had 2 try yet in still this day ended in Y. Friday yes my day I would see my little lady but again she wasn t there I thought I would go crazy. Thatbus ride was horrible I wanted 2 cry and damned if once again the day ended in Y. Saturday I developed theories as I played outside I will see her soon my conscience lied. The sun soon set and night passed by and that Saturday just as before ended in Y. Sunday the one day we ask for forgiveness I looked up 2 heaven and shouted what is this? I know I am young but this love is real are you sure that I am 2 young 2 feel. Oh I get I am 2 young 2 understand the way I feel when she holds my hand. I get it I get it I can not explain that wave of emotion when she calls my name. Well if this is the case and praying works then maybe you can explain why I hurt? I wish I could say that I saw a sign or that there was divine intervention and all was fine. But it wasn`t. This is reality and God works in mysterious ways I did the math in my head; I asked for nothing for six days. But on the day of the Sabbath I voiced my request forgetting this was the day he chose 2 rest. At that moment at 7 I wanted 2 die and that day just as all the others ended in Y. It wasn`t until I was older that I was told that she moved away. She knew she was moving but didn`t know the day. I never saw her again or heard any news that was my first love or rather my first love 2 lose. I figured that she went 2 another school in the district and we would meet up again not being realistic. Hey what do you expect? I was 7! I waited for her until I was 12 5 years of torment 5 years of hell. But now I reflect on the days and the ways we as people waste them on selfishness. I believe all days end in Y because we must question our selves at the end of each day. Was love given 2 me? Did I love enough? Did I receive anything? Did I give 2 much? Did I hold my son with every ounce of my being? Did I let my daughter know the sun is good but it is her I love 2 wake up seeing? Did I tell my wife that she is my life? Does my husband know he makes everything right? Your parents and aunties uncles nephews and nieces do they know right now that you love them 2 pieces? What about your cousins and your closest friend? When is the last time you told them? I LOVE YOU... This is the reason every day ends in Y. You are 2 question all things even if there is no answer...

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