Treasure Island

Clarence Williams

(May 19,1980 / Washington, D.C)

His heart woke every part of me up


It was his love for me that touched spirit, that woke me from a dream to see my reality standing in front of me. He who loved me in spit of the wall I had up in my hidden dark space, became part of the light that shined in my life. Thee living example of consistence that help to free seasons of old but painful memories, that cleared up my sight from thee inside out. I saw, I felt, his love, most importantly his heart, and he stood there asking me a question
He said Taylor, I love you! in spite of you, and I carry every part of you in my heart but in my life, I'm not here just because
he said I'm a man of mistakes but not in this case, I love you each, and everyday I wake and feel the beat of your heart! and I feel the same way

Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2014

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