<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2025 16:47:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Leaky Notes</title><description></description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-6841314734170397341</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2021 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-03-02T07:43:33.506-05:00</atom:updated><title>#198: The Other Man</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUr460rmlmVE7FD0qLSSW58l7HWD5sGgZddJe3p8NczrxyKG9R6vWGkt6M762_wb-V4EpipWxlc_l7s67KHulJFe7H5R9tgLzQ405ntqFGjqp7TaDRowSNxX8UdIjYew4Y3npq6847V_c/s2048/The+Other+Man.jpeg&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;2048&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1367&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUr460rmlmVE7FD0qLSSW58l7HWD5sGgZddJe3p8NczrxyKG9R6vWGkt6M762_wb-V4EpipWxlc_l7s67KHulJFe7H5R9tgLzQ405ntqFGjqp7TaDRowSNxX8UdIjYew4Y3npq6847V_c/w268-h400/The+Other+Man.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;268&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kicking myself, as I attempt to escape this pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I allowed myself to relive these things.&lt;/div&gt;Confiding in me, your life needed someone new,&lt;div&gt;And you were glad you found me...I believed it true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distant the drama, because that&#39;s not my style,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confessing to your Momma tears haven&#39;t fallen in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely expressing you&#39;d never met a man like me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing my desire was to Love you, and never leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked for nothing more, than your affections,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But your past entrapped your attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I assumed you wanted more than to fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never my idea of a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deserving more than piano style abuses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lowkey, Hi-key, words like shrapnel ripping through your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having me wonder, is that who I should be and more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the hurt of losing, is more than perplexing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the &quot;Good&quot; are the last resort?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Madly in Love&quot; over &quot;Madness&quot;, that&#39;s what we could&#39;ve enjoyed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You swore you didn&#39;t want that pain again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I knew your life shouldn&#39;t be that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m not sure where we went left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for me, right is slipping away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I take notes? From others who seem to be winning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being left to watch in solitude, doesn&#39;t quite feel like living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I&#39;m not over Love, it seems Love is through with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pain of grasping it, and being stripped away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurting more than a man will rarely confess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having this dilemma, more than I choose to stand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I advise myself daily, next time I&#39;ll be the Other Man.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2021/03/198-other-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUr460rmlmVE7FD0qLSSW58l7HWD5sGgZddJe3p8NczrxyKG9R6vWGkt6M762_wb-V4EpipWxlc_l7s67KHulJFe7H5R9tgLzQ405ntqFGjqp7TaDRowSNxX8UdIjYew4Y3npq6847V_c/s72-w268-h400-c/The+Other+Man.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-8553061065426791955</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2021 02:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2021-02-23T21:37:46.109-05:00</atom:updated><title>#197: We Don&#39;t Have to Talk</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYshJGezcQHbdR_gvbU1YPs2pQGH8ceFrsw2Y2rYGMLIPe0jAejY7qhCLGajmbl3DLZyqFdmKDDtrikr5ATs8XPJqhCa1tJxPoBP5rRYfW74TOmV9SUG-EwX3PjfPcCJ8e1MocnF6_3S8/s643/2eef6ba38e2d752467041e76ee65ac59.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;643&quot; data-original-width=&quot;515&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYshJGezcQHbdR_gvbU1YPs2pQGH8ceFrsw2Y2rYGMLIPe0jAejY7qhCLGajmbl3DLZyqFdmKDDtrikr5ATs8XPJqhCa1tJxPoBP5rRYfW74TOmV9SUG-EwX3PjfPcCJ8e1MocnF6_3S8/s320/2eef6ba38e2d752467041e76ee65ac59.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s been a while since my ears heard your voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Sadden without the tingle of your words they can&#39;t rejoice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Enjoying your life, living on happily without me...I&#39;ll endure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When there was a time you were my only cure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The coin&#39;s other side revealing I&#39;m still your biggest fan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Foolish of me to fight against the Master and his plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Yet, I relish in the notion that our Love was real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When time moved forward but these moments reside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Even if you love another, it could never be what we&#39;ve birthed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Love created from above, now dwelling on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Refusing to be entrapped by &quot;what isn&#39;t&quot;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When &quot;what was&quot; can never be destroyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Thoughts of loving you, not Past, they&#39;re eternal,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;So when I said I&#39;ll always loved you, I never lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Immortal...whether we never speak,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Touched....whether your hands never caress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When feeling you in places hands could never embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Riches of those days, can never leave me broke,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;As for a time you were solely mine, and I yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Though it could never be the same, even if I loved another,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;When embedded memories testify of you like no other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2021/02/197-we-dont-have-to-talk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYshJGezcQHbdR_gvbU1YPs2pQGH8ceFrsw2Y2rYGMLIPe0jAejY7qhCLGajmbl3DLZyqFdmKDDtrikr5ATs8XPJqhCa1tJxPoBP5rRYfW74TOmV9SUG-EwX3PjfPcCJ8e1MocnF6_3S8/s72-c/2eef6ba38e2d752467041e76ee65ac59.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-1257010319982665124</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2020 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-11-23T21:11:17.907-05:00</atom:updated><title>#196: The Mended Soul</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR5dVFELX5lfS6NWmE7sN0Y1XrmVO9jJjhlhkOBbJfTGpFdBkiLySWXguXo200zdUzOT072gJOsLsuqhD6_S2BLDCGCMnZoLbDgzIYp3PzaCN45xTpwjK5uG-TxpY5b814_K7o12h5Iz8/s462/glass-heart-broken-in-pieces.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;308&quot; data-original-width=&quot;462&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR5dVFELX5lfS6NWmE7sN0Y1XrmVO9jJjhlhkOBbJfTGpFdBkiLySWXguXo200zdUzOT072gJOsLsuqhD6_S2BLDCGCMnZoLbDgzIYp3PzaCN45xTpwjK5uG-TxpY5b814_K7o12h5Iz8/w400-h266/glass-heart-broken-in-pieces.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Waking up from dreaming of you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Dishearten some fantasies won&#39;t come true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Though these feelings linger on,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hidden thoughts find their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Observing my frigid situation melts with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;As I&#39;m isolated in desolate places,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A wasted desert, sentence to solidary confinement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Yet your rivers deliver early release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve bathe in the comfort you bestow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Prohibited, still my heart&#39;s necessity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Is this heavenly connection,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Birthed from mutual affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A lovely metamorphosis,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;My being welcomes your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Inquiring for just a instance with you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Desiring the ticket, though quantity is few.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You are radiance, to my darkest day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Pondering the future, and what it has to say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;As the droplets you give, rain and pour,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Deeper into the crevasses of this wounded soul,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Knowing you are the treasure, more precious than gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2020/11/196-mended-soul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR5dVFELX5lfS6NWmE7sN0Y1XrmVO9jJjhlhkOBbJfTGpFdBkiLySWXguXo200zdUzOT072gJOsLsuqhD6_S2BLDCGCMnZoLbDgzIYp3PzaCN45xTpwjK5uG-TxpY5b814_K7o12h5Iz8/s72-w400-h266-c/glass-heart-broken-in-pieces.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-4134664499965529990</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2020 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-07-21T09:12:22.740-04:00</atom:updated><title>#195: Let&#39;s Not Be Friends</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5fdmbCH7GYtfnOUYJshPgp7M2Pcg7EpYpXPvXMmiQWPeqYnFFVpoGJC3Y7nrnVVcdvI_fgeDn43KgaURlpWj0K50NaV7MSH6jndJ4JqGTHK51SyQmEY480GUAJVBNrHBgQPAnuvVYvY/s1600/img_5623.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5fdmbCH7GYtfnOUYJshPgp7M2Pcg7EpYpXPvXMmiQWPeqYnFFVpoGJC3Y7nrnVVcdvI_fgeDn43KgaURlpWj0K50NaV7MSH6jndJ4JqGTHK51SyQmEY480GUAJVBNrHBgQPAnuvVYvY/s400/img_5623.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; data-original-height=&quot;333&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If truth&#39;s allowed, let me confess my soul, &lt;br /&gt;
I swear I rather not see you.&lt;br /&gt;
For my eyes gaze upon you, confounded by your beauty,&lt;br /&gt;
Touching me in ways only the creator would allow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you, designed with the caressing details from his finger tips,&lt;br /&gt;
Magnificently inspire, electrifying my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
Lovingly linger on your every word,&lt;br /&gt;
As each vibration from your lips stimulates my soul.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When absent, my heart aches, &lt;br /&gt;
I realize this can&#39;t be normal.&lt;br /&gt;
How I feel? At times falling so deeply for you, &lt;br /&gt;
With each encounter we meet, reverberates like it&#39;s the first time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Touching my shoulders, quivers down my spine, &lt;br /&gt;
In that moment, feeling the yearning for your soul.&lt;br /&gt;
Your denial alone if you say you didn&#39;t feel it too,&lt;br /&gt;
To intertwine further, my mind unravels like balls yarn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Transferring consciousness through spaces and time, &lt;br /&gt;
An unknown dimension of bliss, my prescribed drug,&lt;br /&gt;
I can&#39;t endure, yet for everything that ails you&#39;re the cure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We couldn&#39;t remain the same, &lt;br /&gt;
The birth of infatuation from love, that&#39;s only for the new,&lt;br /&gt;
However with the New, it&#39;s &quot;plus one&quot; is the Old.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gambling on signals, knowing where this will ultimately end,&lt;br /&gt;
My heart&#39;s at the table, it still wants all in, &lt;br /&gt;
But my mind sees the cycle, regrettably it&#39;s not worth the risk,&lt;br /&gt;
If destined pathways friends to lovers, the solution is clear,&lt;br /&gt;
Then it&#39;s your friendship I&#39;ll have to miss.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2020/07/195-lets-not-be-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5fdmbCH7GYtfnOUYJshPgp7M2Pcg7EpYpXPvXMmiQWPeqYnFFVpoGJC3Y7nrnVVcdvI_fgeDn43KgaURlpWj0K50NaV7MSH6jndJ4JqGTHK51SyQmEY480GUAJVBNrHBgQPAnuvVYvY/s72-c/img_5623.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-7835157478461673882</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2020 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-07-13T23:22:44.450-04:00</atom:updated><title>#194: The Lottery Ticket</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEeDjhMrte8fhK4JzqS1ymxjtTiNkE_ocvac1RJgTKlsHDkkYFVaKhlkcEntF1jeQfz60draoB7yXnTsP4vB0vc6XwCHhOI7e-j_40r_tNuBPoWD-Gb3UxcOsB_ktDJo2kGaMIjPplc60/s1600/lottery.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEeDjhMrte8fhK4JzqS1ymxjtTiNkE_ocvac1RJgTKlsHDkkYFVaKhlkcEntF1jeQfz60draoB7yXnTsP4vB0vc6XwCHhOI7e-j_40r_tNuBPoWD-Gb3UxcOsB_ktDJo2kGaMIjPplc60/s400/lottery.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;381&quot; data-original-width=&quot;230&quot; data-original-height=&quot;219&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I crave this feeling, sometimes it&#39;s with you,&lt;br /&gt;
Happiness is a struggle, each day harder to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;
Like leaves falling to the ground, long before their time,&lt;br /&gt;
As Summer hastily departs, Winter&#39;s a future I prefer not seen,&lt;br /&gt;
If we&#39;re talking about our Love we&#39;ve conceived.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wishing better for you, and that remain to be me,&lt;br /&gt;
However, the reverse I doubt I&#39;ll ever see.&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe movies spoil the romantic, blissful moments captured in time,&lt;br /&gt;
After the camera, it&#39;s a fantasy...correction a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m sure there&#39;s perfection, manifestations of dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;
But is that the lottery ticket millions never see.&lt;br /&gt;
Rather hardships, suffering and tears embrace the rest,&lt;br /&gt;
In Loves entanglements we continue to play.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Foolish of me thinking I would be the lucky one,&lt;br /&gt;
Praying for brighter days, even as the long night won&#39;t let me go,&lt;br /&gt;
To investigate green pastures, of possibilities unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
But never selfish, seeing it&#39;s always been about you,&lt;br /&gt;
Why should thing change, when you carry the winning ticket, &lt;br /&gt;
And my love for you remains.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2020/07/194-lottery-ticket.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEeDjhMrte8fhK4JzqS1ymxjtTiNkE_ocvac1RJgTKlsHDkkYFVaKhlkcEntF1jeQfz60draoB7yXnTsP4vB0vc6XwCHhOI7e-j_40r_tNuBPoWD-Gb3UxcOsB_ktDJo2kGaMIjPplc60/s72-c/lottery.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-1093990671030997790</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2020 03:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-06-03T23:55:50.649-04:00</atom:updated><title>#193: I&#39;m Enough</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigMjbSxQ_ZHPtBc2mJnyDC4NoRJvxMSJdoxtdfKR_JRSPQcqp44VmfvOSFgSIIbMO-auscCPtHKtln2pZJzsbimpwXPUw3yq-I8mx_bcjI85PZPin4QywGGVskeeRa201DW73znUPLOi8/s1600/hold+me.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigMjbSxQ_ZHPtBc2mJnyDC4NoRJvxMSJdoxtdfKR_JRSPQcqp44VmfvOSFgSIIbMO-auscCPtHKtln2pZJzsbimpwXPUw3yq-I8mx_bcjI85PZPin4QywGGVskeeRa201DW73znUPLOi8/s400/hold+me.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;298&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; data-original-height=&quot;373&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It&#39;s okay; &lt;br /&gt;
The sun and moon conspired again today?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Worse days to best days, &lt;br /&gt;
Like orbits it has returned.&lt;br /&gt;
Come in to me, &lt;br /&gt;
The curvature of my ears are for your concerns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No strings, your heart&#39;s health, that&#39;s what I yearn.&lt;br /&gt;
A pleasure to receive your emergency, &lt;br /&gt;
Invitations to private affairs,&lt;br /&gt;
Privileged assistances, not taken likely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Taken places where others had feared, and you seldom reside,&lt;br /&gt;
Your life&#39;s my delight, your love&#39;s no better ride.&lt;br /&gt;
Hurricane waves of emotions, crash upon your shores,&lt;br /&gt;
My soul solely there to capture every tear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watering gardens in your life,&lt;br /&gt;
I love when you grow,&lt;br /&gt;
Realizations I was built to love only you. &lt;br /&gt;
Supporting your weaknesses,&lt;br /&gt;
Seeing future strengths, birthing the greater you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Struggling with guilty thoughts, &lt;br /&gt;
Confessing I never mind if today didn&#39;t go your way.&lt;br /&gt;
Bring on opportunity to be closer to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While fixing hearts, prayers it mends for eternity,&lt;br /&gt;
Because it&#39;ll bring joyous victories, for the best of you, &lt;br /&gt;
Which seems to happened when you were with me. </description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2020/06/193-im-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigMjbSxQ_ZHPtBc2mJnyDC4NoRJvxMSJdoxtdfKR_JRSPQcqp44VmfvOSFgSIIbMO-auscCPtHKtln2pZJzsbimpwXPUw3yq-I8mx_bcjI85PZPin4QywGGVskeeRa201DW73znUPLOi8/s72-c/hold+me.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-6626099389343999087</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jul 2019 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-08-04T22:59:02.298-04:00</atom:updated><title>#192: Sorry Apologies</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-KaUJ3fp2YqQGPN6nzxkQyRLnupONr_VwYBx3WmiC7VEeZ5MsDwPMvF83X6cI1aNF4oDI2zCtkCTtm3FbgiTw9ID3azMVB2-kZSDrx85bfgkp6DrQIKDgY-euulRyMbUEqIyE24ZtNw/s1600/iStock-534131753-corporate-apologies.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-KaUJ3fp2YqQGPN6nzxkQyRLnupONr_VwYBx3WmiC7VEeZ5MsDwPMvF83X6cI1aNF4oDI2zCtkCTtm3FbgiTw9ID3azMVB2-kZSDrx85bfgkp6DrQIKDgY-euulRyMbUEqIyE24ZtNw/s320/iStock-534131753-corporate-apologies.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1254&quot; data-original-height=&quot;836&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorely hurting hearts, torn weaken souls,&lt;br&gt;
Damaged from unfamiliar sources.&lt;br&gt;
Cause and Effects birthed from Remorse&#39;s regret,&lt;br&gt;
Because the suffering refuses to go away.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Wishing it came from another place,&lt;br&gt;
Though it was unintentional.&lt;br&gt;Pain reminds me of days filled with good intentions.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Felt our Love was unconventional, &lt;br&gt;
A pure light, coupled with a healing touch,&lt;br&gt;Far from conventional. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Thought there were better days in view,&lt;br&gt;
Now I find it difficult to speak with you.&lt;br&gt;
Respected you more than you knew,&lt;br&gt;
Because no one has ever loved me as you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If things have shifted, let&#39;s adjust this gear.&lt;br&gt;
As I feel you leaving me,&lt;br&gt;
Drifting beyond the connection that links souls to mates,&lt;br&gt;
Tired of &quot;it&#39;s complicated&quot;, why should &quot;right&quot; wait?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If you loved me as I did you,&lt;br&gt;
You&#39;ll see the movie of damages caused in me.&lt;br&gt;
But that could never be,&lt;br&gt;
When you only relate when the trailer happens to you.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2019/07/192-sorry-apologies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ-KaUJ3fp2YqQGPN6nzxkQyRLnupONr_VwYBx3WmiC7VEeZ5MsDwPMvF83X6cI1aNF4oDI2zCtkCTtm3FbgiTw9ID3azMVB2-kZSDrx85bfgkp6DrQIKDgY-euulRyMbUEqIyE24ZtNw/s72-c/iStock-534131753-corporate-apologies.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-7139825194389703454</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jul 2019 16:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-07-11T12:40:11.994-04:00</atom:updated><title>191: Fallen</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEcvm8-RzYhhol6TYRCIwsoSWfimMU7evnxZx9LBZH34Hq4K7_X6ycm2BCnj0cBbBXKCJKLAFDgqcjZ05bWu8aA4cUCoVpzaKWU3F62vad_2Hwa-3GVL0eL2akbPTh_sygyhfvexczXBA/s1600/falling.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEcvm8-RzYhhol6TYRCIwsoSWfimMU7evnxZx9LBZH34Hq4K7_X6ycm2BCnj0cBbBXKCJKLAFDgqcjZ05bWu8aA4cUCoVpzaKWU3F62vad_2Hwa-3GVL0eL2akbPTh_sygyhfvexczXBA/s400/falling.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;268&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1280&quot; data-original-height=&quot;856&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Steps are slippery, to the places I want to go, &lt;br /&gt;
Your beckoning call, we don&#39;t have to go. &lt;br /&gt;
But there&#39;s wonder in this opportunity,&lt;br /&gt;
Something spectacular between you and I, &lt;br /&gt;
A perfected unity, if I remain your why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
These days sleeping only leads to dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;
And dreaming refuses to be the reality,&lt;br /&gt;
Fighting to your heart might be out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;
Navigating my failures so you see me,&lt;br /&gt;
In the pursuit of you, am I losing myself?&lt;br /&gt;
If I find your heart then, does it have it&#39;s worth?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sunken in the depths of my being, &lt;br /&gt;
Is my soul filled with good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;
The best for you, I often mention,&lt;br /&gt;
As I attempt to please you, &lt;br /&gt;
Subscribing to your every desire,&lt;br /&gt;
Melting away the cold, can I your fire.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Awakening in your arms, that&#39;s where I crave to be.&lt;br /&gt;
Faith in beliefs that time will yields her fruit.&lt;br /&gt;
For one ready to receive and your worth,&lt;br /&gt;
As I&#39;ve fallen grasping on to what could be, &lt;br /&gt;
I want nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2019/07/191-fallen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEcvm8-RzYhhol6TYRCIwsoSWfimMU7evnxZx9LBZH34Hq4K7_X6ycm2BCnj0cBbBXKCJKLAFDgqcjZ05bWu8aA4cUCoVpzaKWU3F62vad_2Hwa-3GVL0eL2akbPTh_sygyhfvexczXBA/s72-c/falling.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-611344533885548531</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jun 2019 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-25T15:57:24.874-04:00</atom:updated><title>#190 Cheat Meal</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ISkARZzp8QWNyddNWTteh1tFNtYRP4i6d2BTcMPecF5hyRnkQ7JZU6Hmtq_AwoH1XvN7S8YV3rlFINjXgw2gBCwsDixDeTUTXNZ1F_wGFMy1IKLJ-kZNHfa2DDqvENzG5lC5EFKZlDQ/s1600/36121380_10160645917255078_7698295743513100288_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ISkARZzp8QWNyddNWTteh1tFNtYRP4i6d2BTcMPecF5hyRnkQ7JZU6Hmtq_AwoH1XvN7S8YV3rlFINjXgw2gBCwsDixDeTUTXNZ1F_wGFMy1IKLJ-kZNHfa2DDqvENzG5lC5EFKZlDQ/s400/36121380_10160645917255078_7698295743513100288_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;285&quot; data-original-width=&quot;820&quot; data-original-height=&quot;585&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Caught a glimpse of you,&lt;br /&gt;
Craving to see more,&lt;br /&gt;
Rather play the roll,&lt;br /&gt;
When you&#39;re not mine to get.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
And it&#39;s hard for me to reason my pursuit,&lt;br /&gt;
When it&#39;s in my thirst, you&#39;re all I want to do,&lt;br /&gt;
You could never understand my dilemma,&lt;br /&gt;
Should we ever agree.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
My lingering struggles, this hidden sin,&lt;br /&gt;
As my pains overshadow what I know is right.&lt;br /&gt;
Not thinking wisely, pondering a taste tonight, &lt;br /&gt;
Quite a problem, formulating vsions of taking you in, is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not returning to the well, could be so rough.&lt;br /&gt;
Curiosity, and it&#39;s murderous ways,&lt;br /&gt;
Take hold of me because now I have to know.&lt;br /&gt;
Should all this food fit this bowl? &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2019/06/190-cheat-meal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ISkARZzp8QWNyddNWTteh1tFNtYRP4i6d2BTcMPecF5hyRnkQ7JZU6Hmtq_AwoH1XvN7S8YV3rlFINjXgw2gBCwsDixDeTUTXNZ1F_wGFMy1IKLJ-kZNHfa2DDqvENzG5lC5EFKZlDQ/s72-c/36121380_10160645917255078_7698295743513100288_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-5549189691843840369</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2019 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-02-04T22:44:15.841-05:00</atom:updated><title>189: Grains of Sand</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqg83v-20aUgSzXWqMqTWjnhfsHPnkiZZPyc1u3oqGkg0hdO1JCcXTs9Mm4m8r6tJi-Ag0MT2ftlz_uEYMND53M65UAuOkilT_xUEw1jzliu6T3IBibWyfCj1lrac8v4rqEJBDL3_9iD4/s1600/0732a1f2d1f4e0fa4471d1f97d9fc1c9.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqg83v-20aUgSzXWqMqTWjnhfsHPnkiZZPyc1u3oqGkg0hdO1JCcXTs9Mm4m8r6tJi-Ag0MT2ftlz_uEYMND53M65UAuOkilT_xUEw1jzliu6T3IBibWyfCj1lrac8v4rqEJBDL3_9iD4/s400/0732a1f2d1f4e0fa4471d1f97d9fc1c9.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;900&quot; data-original-height=&quot;900&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sand evaporates from time that should be eternal,&lt;br /&gt;
Watching each moment slip from my grasp,&lt;br /&gt;
Conscious it&#39;s wasted opportunity,&lt;br /&gt;
Guides to grief or anger, the sensation all feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just as each day, wondering if we will ever change,&lt;br /&gt;
When you seem content for us to remain this way.&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s always one who cares more if we survive,&lt;br /&gt;
Would love it to be you, but we know that&#39;s a lie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Invested more than your actions probably deserve, &lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m giving my all, isn&#39;t that what I also deserve?&lt;br /&gt;
Now contemplating your true intentions,&lt;br /&gt;
While you build a resume screaming this isn&#39;t where you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because what we have isn&#39;t normal, &lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s not like our love really could be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We should have been a couple growing old,&lt;br /&gt;
At some point, you&#39;ve lost interest, so cold.&lt;br /&gt;
And I watch tearfully as each grain of sand says goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;
Walking away carrying the reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Facts, not assumptions are things I rather not explore,&lt;br /&gt;
Took &quot;L&#39;s&quot; in Love, what&#39;s one more.&lt;br /&gt;
A mistake I&#39;ve made, I wouldn&#39;t wish on another,&lt;br /&gt;
Only Wish you&#39;d love me correctly, like you may another.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2019/02/grains-of-sand.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqg83v-20aUgSzXWqMqTWjnhfsHPnkiZZPyc1u3oqGkg0hdO1JCcXTs9Mm4m8r6tJi-Ag0MT2ftlz_uEYMND53M65UAuOkilT_xUEw1jzliu6T3IBibWyfCj1lrac8v4rqEJBDL3_9iD4/s72-c/0732a1f2d1f4e0fa4471d1f97d9fc1c9.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-7941794535122785936</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2018 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-02-04T22:43:51.876-05:00</atom:updated><title>#188: His Christmas Gift</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9RXWg-NMq_Ca6y82ylkQNDImg51mDY_ePNCFcuMJ8u6-4qoEESY3kgnraUaQYP9Ssz-uSOf4HgZknvqaf4fiIFo4zu_Jh2w_JbhuAPrORgNpt3kkMPm3UE9j6olJSkmV8GTFHACZYnE/s1600/holiday-candy-canes.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9RXWg-NMq_Ca6y82ylkQNDImg51mDY_ePNCFcuMJ8u6-4qoEESY3kgnraUaQYP9Ssz-uSOf4HgZknvqaf4fiIFo4zu_Jh2w_JbhuAPrORgNpt3kkMPm3UE9j6olJSkmV8GTFHACZYnE/s400/holiday-candy-canes.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; data-original-width=&quot;550&quot; data-original-height=&quot;481&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From eternity, it&#39;s been destined to be,&lt;br /&gt;
The union between my soul and yours,&lt;br /&gt;
And even the blind can clearly see,&lt;br /&gt;
As daily your love shines bright washings over me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Filling the cracks within my happiness, &lt;br /&gt;
Overflowing beyond rational belief.&lt;br /&gt;
Making your love more than one would understand,&lt;br /&gt;
As my yearning to know you more, that will never cease.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because each day confirms a solemn truth,&lt;br /&gt;
That you were chosen solely for my life. &lt;br /&gt;
My heart, my soul, My Lovely Wife,&lt;br /&gt;
My lover, my friend, &lt;br /&gt;
For our love, each day like morning dew it begins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And I your knight, no horse, no armor,&lt;br /&gt;
Yet protected in the warmth of your Love.&lt;br /&gt;
Deeply devoted to you, yielding all of who I am, &lt;br /&gt;
As I too was created only for you, &lt;br /&gt;
My everything is yours.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All other actions point to this direction, &lt;br /&gt;
Being with you I see the better parts of me. &lt;br /&gt;
As I confide in you, the mysteries of my soul, &lt;br /&gt;
Secrets only for my soulmate, you guard and keep.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I was complete, whole, before I set eyes on you, &lt;br /&gt;
But that only made it easier to recognize you. &lt;br /&gt;
Because loving you is like loving myself, &lt;br /&gt;
And for this gift, I refuse to share with anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because your love has unlocked endless doors within my heart, &lt;br /&gt;
No keys required, no locks to block. &lt;br /&gt;
Born to this world, but made just for me, &lt;br /&gt;
To show God&#39;s love through marriage, and what it could be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But you are more than the world could ever appreciate, &lt;br /&gt;
For things that are rare, are hardly believed. &lt;br /&gt;
Like knowing, you&#39;re the best thing to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As God blessed our union, happiness is all we&#39;ll see,&lt;br /&gt;
As the right marriage is a never ending gift.&lt;br /&gt;
Christmas everyday, His daily gift.  &lt;br /&gt;
I Love you Shalona Robinson, Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnW83muaMCXkytp08ht0ux6Mm0hTbhkqTNa5CDtK-g8EL3C2BbPVZiO_bTyvFvVBgrqPX9Cs1i3bkJDYDTr8DtegS3yyjb3A2Ad5xn3bk99m4e2f_cOZFLJfMyt46dcipyCNNViWxaiJY/s1600/His+Christmas+Gift.mp4&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnW83muaMCXkytp08ht0ux6Mm0hTbhkqTNa5CDtK-g8EL3C2BbPVZiO_bTyvFvVBgrqPX9Cs1i3bkJDYDTr8DtegS3yyjb3A2Ad5xn3bk99m4e2f_cOZFLJfMyt46dcipyCNNViWxaiJY/s320/His+Christmas+Gift.mp4&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; data-original-width=&quot;320&quot; data-original-height=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/12/190-his-christmas-gift.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio9RXWg-NMq_Ca6y82ylkQNDImg51mDY_ePNCFcuMJ8u6-4qoEESY3kgnraUaQYP9Ssz-uSOf4HgZknvqaf4fiIFo4zu_Jh2w_JbhuAPrORgNpt3kkMPm3UE9j6olJSkmV8GTFHACZYnE/s72-c/holiday-candy-canes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-5171032279712404754</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2018 16:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-02-04T22:43:27.463-05:00</atom:updated><title>#187: Like a Star</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_dZ8y6Zjx9sOUv20sNhstNWuuggqZr6rFGwpJGnIfNsiWKQmY9sNtfnXQby_kxVWvtvKrroHOrcf_AHaJhOdmQo0urPdiWo0aVpWBvykWrxqfFVQ6swxUYCjQAJ65-OsUR5bZ2eRLtw/s1600/2332-stars-and-moon-flying-on-night-sky-4k_vyow8geg__F0000.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_dZ8y6Zjx9sOUv20sNhstNWuuggqZr6rFGwpJGnIfNsiWKQmY9sNtfnXQby_kxVWvtvKrroHOrcf_AHaJhOdmQo0urPdiWo0aVpWBvykWrxqfFVQ6swxUYCjQAJ65-OsUR5bZ2eRLtw/s400/2332-stars-and-moon-flying-on-night-sky-4k_vyow8geg__F0000.png&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1600&quot; data-original-height=&quot;900&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just like a Star, I see your Light,&lt;br /&gt;
But daily wondering, will I ever reach you.&lt;br /&gt;
So distant, even when I know you&#39;re near.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Seeing you in ways, you could never see yourself,&lt;br /&gt;
A bounty of riches, immense in wealth.&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m not here to plunder,&lt;br /&gt;
With you I&#39;m losing focus, makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;
What it would be, meeting the real you,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Realizing the futilely of my mentally leaves me at a disadvantage,&lt;br /&gt;
No cheat codes, sorely in need of an advantage.&lt;br /&gt;
Because I can&#39;t give up on reaching you,&lt;br /&gt;
Always looking forward to seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The real you, trusting to let me in,&lt;br /&gt;
Loving me enough so I desire to stay.&lt;br /&gt;
Constantly knocking outside your door, &lt;br /&gt;
Can you even hear me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re wondering when I&#39;ll leave, &lt;br /&gt;
When it&#39;s my wish we&#39;ll forever be.&lt;br /&gt;
But deep down you don&#39;t feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;
Because you&#39;re at a distance, &lt;br /&gt;
So you won&#39;t see me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When your light shines this bright,&lt;br /&gt;
How could you see me through your light.&lt;br /&gt;
And I know we&#39;re not the same.&lt;br /&gt;
Fully accepting my limitations,&lt;br /&gt;
As I am the moon, always trapped in circular motions.&lt;br /&gt;
Looking on to things that were never meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;
Just like a Star, I see your Light.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/10/like-star.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX_dZ8y6Zjx9sOUv20sNhstNWuuggqZr6rFGwpJGnIfNsiWKQmY9sNtfnXQby_kxVWvtvKrroHOrcf_AHaJhOdmQo0urPdiWo0aVpWBvykWrxqfFVQ6swxUYCjQAJ65-OsUR5bZ2eRLtw/s72-c/2332-stars-and-moon-flying-on-night-sky-4k_vyow8geg__F0000.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-425562235299895774</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2018 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-02-04T22:42:11.171-05:00</atom:updated><title>#186: Extraterrestrial</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBVBVHJ74qCbtcdDqKRbeOlFOaX8fUT9r3IKUp27SOeNH7Bv-_SLje1uo6qkSNW2nq8GAyiQdJJ2PXJ9I41ARK2bmyM_vqz34627GQGbxfayQrKA7tSj_equqUUpyUYQbdRyEooOXKJw/s1600/passion2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBVBVHJ74qCbtcdDqKRbeOlFOaX8fUT9r3IKUp27SOeNH7Bv-_SLje1uo6qkSNW2nq8GAyiQdJJ2PXJ9I41ARK2bmyM_vqz34627GQGbxfayQrKA7tSj_equqUUpyUYQbdRyEooOXKJw/s400/passion2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;294&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; data-original-height=&quot;368&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Expeditions searching the globe, &lt;br /&gt;
But its source remains untold.&lt;br /&gt;
As my love for you resides further than the beyond,&lt;br /&gt;
Surpassing the relativity of space and time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Boundless in depth, enormous in height,&lt;br /&gt;
Wider than my mind can encompass.&lt;br /&gt;
Nameless, being here before one could name it,&lt;br /&gt;
Long before this world, or any other began to spin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you wonder why I love you so, &lt;br /&gt;
When there&#39;s no answer, I&#39;ll never know.&lt;br /&gt;
However what I do know, I&#39;ve never experienced &quot;this&quot;, &lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s more than the secrets hidden in your kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What I&#39;ve obtained and with whom it belongs, that&#39;s the greatest gift,&lt;br /&gt;
The opportunity to love you, manifested before the Stars began to twinkle.&lt;br /&gt;
Its&#39; existence is a universal mystery, &lt;br /&gt;
Love waited for you, throughout all history. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For even with a hundred years, &lt;br /&gt;
She could never understand, the magnitude of my love for her.&lt;br /&gt;
A love that grows not simply because of her, &lt;br /&gt;
But because it was loaned to me,&lt;br /&gt;
Borrowed from the creator so &quot;we&quot; could be.&lt;br /&gt;
A love billions of years in the making,&lt;br /&gt;
Shared with one who&#39;s heart should never be forsaken.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/09/188-extraterrestrial.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBVBVHJ74qCbtcdDqKRbeOlFOaX8fUT9r3IKUp27SOeNH7Bv-_SLje1uo6qkSNW2nq8GAyiQdJJ2PXJ9I41ARK2bmyM_vqz34627GQGbxfayQrKA7tSj_equqUUpyUYQbdRyEooOXKJw/s72-c/passion2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-6018514451556847237</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2018 04:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-02-04T22:41:28.132-05:00</atom:updated><title>#185 Un-thinkable</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZceXBXa-Mrvtj_ta2u-PIeLrXQduF9Ugx5yMS7MMtcKpAPzxv37NQb5TBbmA1cYfV4_psDa6v0VQNP9omOYNQa5JFNp9MQXwPpsIGHT-7CEutNbhcrirJ_GwtRn2pDA1Lh-879uG9RJE/s1600/unthinkable.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZceXBXa-Mrvtj_ta2u-PIeLrXQduF9Ugx5yMS7MMtcKpAPzxv37NQb5TBbmA1cYfV4_psDa6v0VQNP9omOYNQa5JFNp9MQXwPpsIGHT-7CEutNbhcrirJ_GwtRn2pDA1Lh-879uG9RJE/s400/unthinkable.png&quot; width=&quot;267&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;320&quot; data-original-height=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You were the love of my life, &lt;br /&gt;
Long before you were my wife,&lt;br /&gt;
You may doubt I saw you long before I knew you,&lt;br /&gt;
A gift years in the waiting, sometimes debating if it was Him or me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because God sometimes shows the goal before the journey,&lt;br /&gt;
To remind us what we&#39;re going through at the moment is so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;
And your value to me beyond what I could ever afford,&lt;br /&gt;
Because you&#39;re created greatness fashioned by His hands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Often looking upon you, reminded I&#39;m merely a man,&lt;br /&gt;
Sorely appreciative I&#39;m yours, &lt;br /&gt;
Thoroughly blessed to know you&#39;re mine.&lt;br /&gt;
As past, present and future violently collide, &lt;br /&gt;
A love like ours is truly hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You once asked me if I was ready for this,&lt;br /&gt;
I told you for my life, I&#39;ve waited for this, &lt;br /&gt;
And now that I&#39;ve found your love I refuse to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;
Each day searching for ways to love you more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
God grant me the time, as endless layers our love complies, &lt;br /&gt;
And I count myself unworthy of her love, &lt;br /&gt;
But I&#39;ll live my life in a way she&#39;ll never know.&lt;br /&gt;
As I&#39;m content to wake up daily by her side, &lt;br /&gt;
As you guide our relationship to live as each day passes by die.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/08/187-un-thinkable.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZceXBXa-Mrvtj_ta2u-PIeLrXQduF9Ugx5yMS7MMtcKpAPzxv37NQb5TBbmA1cYfV4_psDa6v0VQNP9omOYNQa5JFNp9MQXwPpsIGHT-7CEutNbhcrirJ_GwtRn2pDA1Lh-879uG9RJE/s72-c/unthinkable.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-4717617235343990341</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2018 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-07-12T16:37:04.124-04:00</atom:updated><title>#184 Your Faith In Me</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPVL26bNMYH_h0hP7rpBAWZH1Btel31IHhywqNfgAWTu0GW-6ezThzDENJE4HHpT4jLn4pmRdL9zyAScCVnvCZ-tKMjeOZSs1aN0FijZDmPUTLJ4XeSc5G583iLBzAHojW7ovPzVHQRuo/s1600/34861192_10160587362840078_2043995083857985536_o.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPVL26bNMYH_h0hP7rpBAWZH1Btel31IHhywqNfgAWTu0GW-6ezThzDENJE4HHpT4jLn4pmRdL9zyAScCVnvCZ-tKMjeOZSs1aN0FijZDmPUTLJ4XeSc5G583iLBzAHojW7ovPzVHQRuo/s400/34861192_10160587362840078_2043995083857985536_o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1600&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1600&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Becoming too familiar,&lt;br /&gt;
Attempting to love you as my own soul,&lt;br /&gt;
Now wishing I had loved it more.&lt;br /&gt;
Easily provoked, &lt;br /&gt;
Even though you had good intentions,&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re so in my circle you&#39;ve become the point.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So when you&#39;re just being you,&lt;br /&gt;
I sometimes forget the point.&lt;br /&gt;
Should have never gone that far, &lt;br /&gt;
Hearing the words I&#39;ve warn my son.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Getting emotional, &lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a place we don&#39;t fair too well.&lt;br /&gt;
Voicing my inner, now hoping you don&#39;t farewell.&lt;br /&gt;
Saying I love you is never enough,&lt;br /&gt;
Because I said that to others, their memories now dust.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There has to be another level that we can view,&lt;br /&gt;
If I put you first would that be so new?&lt;br /&gt;
Because lately I&#39;ll admit I&#39;ve been thinking of myself,&lt;br /&gt;
If I take care of my own desires is there any love for you left?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Asking forgiveness, because I can&#39;t let you go,&lt;br /&gt;
Asking for forgiveness, because I was wrong, this I know.&lt;br /&gt;
I should&#39;ve covered your moves, I let you go alone,&lt;br /&gt;
Now even if we&#39;re good, there&#39;s things I still have to atone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because I&#39;ve sin against you, and it&#39;s easy to see,&lt;br /&gt;
I should have given my life, before my words would leave.&lt;br /&gt;
And those words shouldn&#39;t have come from a tainted place,&lt;br /&gt;
When your heart isn&#39;t the type of gift I to waste.&lt;br /&gt;
So let me be, what I wasn&#39;t but your dreams knew I could be,&lt;br /&gt;
The only man you&#39;ll ever need.... Please Believe.&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/07/184-your-faith-in-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPVL26bNMYH_h0hP7rpBAWZH1Btel31IHhywqNfgAWTu0GW-6ezThzDENJE4HHpT4jLn4pmRdL9zyAScCVnvCZ-tKMjeOZSs1aN0FijZDmPUTLJ4XeSc5G583iLBzAHojW7ovPzVHQRuo/s72-c/34861192_10160587362840078_2043995083857985536_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-2982395240620630326</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2018 12:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-05-27T08:25:04.807-04:00</atom:updated><title>#183 Why?</title><description>You hurt me, more than I believe any could,&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJFEYl51F7rz6ypjXS8uNG-xuJa8yq7p4HAU0gFYNPu2Z431oOG_n4-qyMWIqWzKBdMdgAayeieo1awCsoi1zJO8A0Owzql-z-WVu-jKOzkmWNgiK47E7YLg304Sqpm1f4ix98mcwWkk/s1600/506908816.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJFEYl51F7rz6ypjXS8uNG-xuJa8yq7p4HAU0gFYNPu2Z431oOG_n4-qyMWIqWzKBdMdgAayeieo1awCsoi1zJO8A0Owzql-z-WVu-jKOzkmWNgiK47E7YLg304Sqpm1f4ix98mcwWkk/s400/506908816.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;267&quot; data-original-width=&quot;612&quot; data-original-height=&quot;408&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More than I figured you ever would.&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t understand the words which flow between your lips.&lt;br /&gt;
How can you say the things you do, &lt;br /&gt;
And yet profess that you love me too.&lt;br /&gt;
How can you say you&#39;re doing this for me,&lt;br /&gt;
When it&#39;s the furthest thing I want to see.&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is torn, sliced by infected words,&lt;br /&gt;
Vicious letters placed together which are solely absurd.&lt;br /&gt;
I regret the night my ears ever heard those sounds,&lt;br /&gt;
Figured we&#39;ll be forever, the place were love abound.&lt;br /&gt;
Now I wonder how I&#39;m going to make it through this day,&lt;br /&gt;
When I know thoughts like these fill your head.&lt;br /&gt;
No wonder you can&#39;t hear me when I say you&#39;re the only one I want,&lt;br /&gt;
My soul bleeds at the thought without a you or me.&lt;br /&gt;
You seemed so calm as your tore my heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Attempting to understand where this came,&lt;br /&gt;
My mind soon followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;
I never wanted you to feel this way,&lt;br /&gt;
Wishing there was something I could say to turn the tide.&lt;br /&gt;
Left with empty hands wondering Why.&lt;br /&gt;
Why would you push me away when were so close?&lt;br /&gt;
Why do you despise yourself, thinking this is good for me?&lt;br /&gt;
When my heart was dying you were all I need.&lt;br /&gt;
Why can&#39;t you see you&#39;ve been my shining light,&lt;br /&gt;
Only hoped you&#39;ll allow me to be your shining knight.&lt;br /&gt;
Why do you call this love sending me away?&lt;br /&gt;
When if you really loved me you&#39;ll fight for me to stay.&lt;br /&gt;
Because with you, and you only is what I&#39;ve always dream to be,&lt;br /&gt;
So why am I not enough for you to believe in We?</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/05/183-why.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJFEYl51F7rz6ypjXS8uNG-xuJa8yq7p4HAU0gFYNPu2Z431oOG_n4-qyMWIqWzKBdMdgAayeieo1awCsoi1zJO8A0Owzql-z-WVu-jKOzkmWNgiK47E7YLg304Sqpm1f4ix98mcwWkk/s72-c/506908816.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-7145218717111987242</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2018 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-04-24T12:41:59.921-04:00</atom:updated><title>#182 I Refuse...</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhx5YE6il85VVT-cnPvioxK4hBvpNsJhyPn6PqNjOjRTvonAXRjRICnO4BpqMYWuvip9IUwfilwv6Imu-66ExN83bNG4DIeyo821hkfYjVePUahKqqeEcX9m0prp6L7VMAawLto2mImxQ/s1600/lygo.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhx5YE6il85VVT-cnPvioxK4hBvpNsJhyPn6PqNjOjRTvonAXRjRICnO4BpqMYWuvip9IUwfilwv6Imu-66ExN83bNG4DIeyo821hkfYjVePUahKqqeEcX9m0prp6L7VMAawLto2mImxQ/s320/lygo.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;237&quot; data-original-width=&quot;261&quot; data-original-height=&quot;193&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I may, &lt;br /&gt;
Without saying I&#39;m whining,&lt;br /&gt;
Share my heart, &lt;br /&gt;
Without thinking these words are lying.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Funny, It&#39;s now I shouldn&#39;t be able to express,&lt;br /&gt;
Even though these emotions are what pulled you to me.&lt;br /&gt;
So I&#39;m offended when you say this part me should leave,&lt;br /&gt;
If my heart was absent, surely we wouldn&#39;t be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For its my existence that drove you to my arms.&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s this existence that keeps you from harm.&lt;br /&gt;
Because I abort what my predecessors had birthed,&lt;br /&gt;
Distrust in a man who knows your worth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And though you have your thoughts on setting me free,&lt;br /&gt;
No second guessing, you&#39;re where I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;
If your love was easy, it wouldn&#39;t garner my time,&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting this long for you, I prefer not to get out of line.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because my eyes are open to what you will eventually see,&lt;br /&gt;
That in the end it will always be you and me.&lt;br /&gt;
I check myself when I hear you talk,&lt;br /&gt;
Like how you don&#39;t realize the beauty I see when you walk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Saying these are the things a man like me would say,&lt;br /&gt;
Dismissing my sight, blind man for another day.&lt;br /&gt;
Nevertheless I lift up eyes to what&#39;s before me,&lt;br /&gt;
The most beautiful creation my soul could ever see.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/04/182-i-refuse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhx5YE6il85VVT-cnPvioxK4hBvpNsJhyPn6PqNjOjRTvonAXRjRICnO4BpqMYWuvip9IUwfilwv6Imu-66ExN83bNG4DIeyo821hkfYjVePUahKqqeEcX9m0prp6L7VMAawLto2mImxQ/s72-c/lygo.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-1478377588368854994</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-03-26T14:31:27.146-04:00</atom:updated><title>#181 Risky Gamble</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc15s3qq56JWWZQImHpIaCLU0_SRuacajUGEETtJ_m3ki_S0xbJtbN8StlVTEHB3FVPkPLGIxyCwEUF0FsQvRTW5FEdE2qi5D7C_ngYLMLjgzqzJabY4BZo2V46cRpaGtF8okbQPOsZbw/s1600/gamble.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc15s3qq56JWWZQImHpIaCLU0_SRuacajUGEETtJ_m3ki_S0xbJtbN8StlVTEHB3FVPkPLGIxyCwEUF0FsQvRTW5FEdE2qi5D7C_ngYLMLjgzqzJabY4BZo2V46cRpaGtF8okbQPOsZbw/s400/gamble.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; data-original-width=&quot;259&quot; data-original-height=&quot;194&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She&#39;s a Queen worthy of confronting my insecurities,&lt;br /&gt;
A weighted process more lengthy than I assumed,&lt;br /&gt;
Years of baggage, your fire might consume.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For me to move forward, allow me to release what shouldn&#39;t be,&lt;br /&gt;
In the hopes if my prayers are answered I&#39;ll be a better me.&lt;br /&gt;
As I&#39;ve suffered through pain that refuses to leave,&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s only in your presence that I find it&#39;s hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I struggle with letting you enter in,&lt;br /&gt;
Fighting to keep you away, but I want you to win.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m perplexed and I know it doesn&#39;t make sense.&lt;br /&gt;
As part of me prepares for the day you&#39;ll depart,&lt;br /&gt;
And the other wonders what could be if I opened my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I prefer not to gamble, because I&#39;m prone to lose,&lt;br /&gt;
But there&#39;s no reward without the risk of loving you.&lt;br /&gt;
What we could be, I don&#39;t want to miss,&lt;br /&gt;
Your tender touch, nor lips to kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I might regret I&#39;m not the one for you,&lt;br /&gt;
Even though all signs say that isn&#39;t true.&lt;br /&gt;
Never feeling more alive than when I gaze into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
One of the greatest treasures this life unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I quicken at the sound of your voice,&lt;br /&gt;
My lungs would give out if I allowed my heart to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re so amazing, beautiful in every way,&lt;br /&gt;
Time passes with each day thanking the day we met.&lt;br /&gt;
And from that moment I never wanted you to leave,&lt;br /&gt;
So I&#39;ll take this chance and let my heart lead.&lt;br /&gt;
</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/03/181-risky-gamble.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc15s3qq56JWWZQImHpIaCLU0_SRuacajUGEETtJ_m3ki_S0xbJtbN8StlVTEHB3FVPkPLGIxyCwEUF0FsQvRTW5FEdE2qi5D7C_ngYLMLjgzqzJabY4BZo2V46cRpaGtF8okbQPOsZbw/s72-c/gamble.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-4634006223930183255</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2018 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-02-27T14:53:47.153-05:00</atom:updated><title>#180 Lamentations in Love </title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP6ski0yjuTK-RJ2w-674sQbKvwG7zeeogvg9rUsAtuloF5SKA12cZ_zOLsAp2MccjH1oBaNvDaYJTEABIJBeNnJKKoAp_JLQHkFBy7U0SY5ZtpXTtTYQ4eTjctcfU_fD7jbN7M1UGtKg/s1600/lamentation.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP6ski0yjuTK-RJ2w-674sQbKvwG7zeeogvg9rUsAtuloF5SKA12cZ_zOLsAp2MccjH1oBaNvDaYJTEABIJBeNnJKKoAp_JLQHkFBy7U0SY5ZtpXTtTYQ4eTjctcfU_fD7jbN7M1UGtKg/s400/lamentation.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;209&quot; data-original-width=&quot;600&quot; data-original-height=&quot;314&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My heart&#39;s full of tears, but I won&#39;t cry,&lt;br /&gt;
As I refuse to let them flow, I rather let them die.&lt;br /&gt;
A screaming soul thirsty for relief it will never see,&lt;br /&gt;
But that&#39;s a concept my mind can no longer conceive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dreams crumble, beautiful ashes caught in gusts of wind,&lt;br /&gt;
As regret pours in, lingering moments from when things could be.&lt;br /&gt;
They say Love isn&#39;t a game, &lt;br /&gt;
Then why am I exhausted, feeling so played.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have little strength to pursue,&lt;br /&gt;
Because this wasn&#39;t the direction to journey to.&lt;br /&gt;
Made a choice for the things I yearned,&lt;br /&gt;
Now paying for the mistakes I never learned.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And my heart won&#39;t relinquish my soul,&lt;br /&gt;
Praying if Love loosen its grip, would it let me go.&lt;br /&gt;
Because life as I know it, isn&#39;t what I intended,&lt;br /&gt;
Feel like I spend more of my days more than silently pretending.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That this table set before me will just have to do,&lt;br /&gt;
Like there could be no one else after you.&lt;br /&gt;
And I despise myself for formulating these foolish thoughts, &lt;br /&gt;
Because I admit my love for you comes purely from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s no suitable solution, &lt;br /&gt;
Guilty emotions, knowing these are my choices.&lt;br /&gt;
For my life, please step in to intervene,&lt;br /&gt;
As my heart&#39;s torn in all directions, an bloody scene.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I depart, would I suffer more? &lt;br /&gt;
Should I be content, instead of wanting more? &lt;br /&gt;
And although I would rather it be another way, &lt;br /&gt;
I know I&#39;ll forever lament the Love that won&#39;t come my way.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/02/lamentations-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP6ski0yjuTK-RJ2w-674sQbKvwG7zeeogvg9rUsAtuloF5SKA12cZ_zOLsAp2MccjH1oBaNvDaYJTEABIJBeNnJKKoAp_JLQHkFBy7U0SY5ZtpXTtTYQ4eTjctcfU_fD7jbN7M1UGtKg/s72-c/lamentation.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-3189187258029990027</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2018 04:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-02-12T23:20:08.746-05:00</atom:updated><title>I.M.F.</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsbZ5XrxDfJYCebXCo-dLauoXruD_KM7738UD2J2iwclTvxL33RydoQrWY1sT9MCLJo3fNCRCQqPGM65ySY_ftnv3eYvfHDfTMzOiEop-kS7Sq_3AVwidISfQ3WDDehOmT6J5PlhEM93k/s1600/a2454481251_10.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsbZ5XrxDfJYCebXCo-dLauoXruD_KM7738UD2J2iwclTvxL33RydoQrWY1sT9MCLJo3fNCRCQqPGM65ySY_ftnv3eYvfHDfTMzOiEop-kS7Sq_3AVwidISfQ3WDDehOmT6J5PlhEM93k/s400/a2454481251_10.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1200&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Warring between two personas,&lt;br /&gt;
The person I normally am, I no longer know,&lt;br /&gt;
Self inflicted wounds merely from agony of thoughts, &lt;br /&gt;
If I continue to dwell in the past I&#39;m sure all I have is lost.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pleading to release all that sits on my heart,&lt;br /&gt;
A mountain of contemplation imprints on the soul.&lt;br /&gt;
Seeing your face as you thought on his name,&lt;br /&gt;
Made me wonder when I&#39;m not around will you ever do the same.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Images replayed over again in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;
Praying for amnesia just for this time.&lt;br /&gt;
My foolishness distorts my mind, taking me hostage,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yet falling into temptation to nurture these misleading seeds,&lt;br /&gt;
Asking &quot;Why&quot; only helps these things grow.&lt;br /&gt;
Asking &quot;Who&quot; only makes us cold, &lt;br /&gt;
Asking &quot;When&quot; only takes me deeper still,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Into a bed of frustrations my mind seeks to escape.&lt;br /&gt;
Setting myself up, I peeked into self induced visions,&lt;br /&gt;
Threatening to destroy everything, don&#39;t give it voice. &lt;br /&gt;
I know it&#39;s wrong, but gravity pulls me to this direction.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Often falling for well laid traps. &lt;br /&gt;
Searching for a solid rock where I can stand. &lt;br /&gt;
As confidence erodes beneath my feet,&lt;br /&gt;
Pulling me with a tide of regret.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My strength, now turned weakness,&lt;br /&gt;
Now the worse of me is no longer in the past.&lt;br /&gt;
And to that end I should never have asked, &lt;br /&gt;
But I&#39;m in my feelings, but I can&#39;t let her know.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/02/imf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsbZ5XrxDfJYCebXCo-dLauoXruD_KM7738UD2J2iwclTvxL33RydoQrWY1sT9MCLJo3fNCRCQqPGM65ySY_ftnv3eYvfHDfTMzOiEop-kS7Sq_3AVwidISfQ3WDDehOmT6J5PlhEM93k/s72-c/a2454481251_10.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-2538178680098241600</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2018 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-04T12:04:31.606-05:00</atom:updated><title>Never Ending Love</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJkE5LN2Kn_HI70hyphenhyphenZgNzmkgayfOIKmCKF_3nR4CKFngcmrfZ6YuOY4dbYz_rD8s6BUNjKBdyIrgfiEzjdxzCOR6RtYwSX8YReyA8LyyMBviEvc9bSsJeUPethGJ31NOcs0r4G5ILUrI/s1600/infinite_love_free_machine_embroidery_design.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJkE5LN2Kn_HI70hyphenhyphenZgNzmkgayfOIKmCKF_3nR4CKFngcmrfZ6YuOY4dbYz_rD8s6BUNjKBdyIrgfiEzjdxzCOR6RtYwSX8YReyA8LyyMBviEvc9bSsJeUPethGJ31NOcs0r4G5ILUrI/s400/infinite_love_free_machine_embroidery_design.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;296&quot; data-original-width=&quot;400&quot; data-original-height=&quot;296&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have yet to grasp if I&#39;m awake or dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;
I feel nothing,yet feel everything,&lt;br /&gt;
As if I&#39;ve arrived at a destination&lt;br /&gt;
One in which was a journey too long.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m immune to the voices that speak poison,&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a situation that is not their own. &lt;br /&gt;
As my assignment is you...it&#39;s always been,&lt;br /&gt;
From the beginning of time...it&#39;s always been.&lt;br /&gt;
From the moment God said let there be, &lt;br /&gt;
We were created in His image...it&#39;s always been.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And I?&lt;br /&gt;
I grab hold of every abnormal thought,&lt;br /&gt;
Those which would seduce me away from you.&lt;br /&gt;
For this cause I entered into this world, to bring forth this Love, &lt;br /&gt;
Who&#39;s blueprinted design was fashioned before the dawn of creation.&lt;br /&gt;
And though you are so universal, yet you are solely my heart&#39;s devotion,&lt;br /&gt;
To birth into reality, a genuine compassion, and unmatched unconditional Love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She questions how I love her, asking, unknowingly, Yet believing she understands,&lt;br /&gt;
How far my love expands to encompass her every being.&lt;br /&gt;
All she is and ever will be,&lt;br /&gt;
Is for a lifetime far too minuscule to display,&lt;br /&gt;
All that we could ever be, &lt;br /&gt;
So we cherish this time of life, and set our Love free. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2018/01/never-ending-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJkE5LN2Kn_HI70hyphenhyphenZgNzmkgayfOIKmCKF_3nR4CKFngcmrfZ6YuOY4dbYz_rD8s6BUNjKBdyIrgfiEzjdxzCOR6RtYwSX8YReyA8LyyMBviEvc9bSsJeUPethGJ31NOcs0r4G5ILUrI/s72-c/infinite_love_free_machine_embroidery_design.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-431110462986679171</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2017 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-27T22:14:13.771-05:00</atom:updated><title>Foolishly I</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZoBSjNHA2HvxACkI_4NeZADzkalAEmjCQbP_vR52CrxxI945qqzfGvYZ2VXt1nZyK23XcTQ6ndD6k_tQJBsRI2ClPpBYAS-wi0hyI0dMXVZaiWPRivto1IRCTIgozAW8Goxb0U1g70g/s1600/Foolishly+I.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZoBSjNHA2HvxACkI_4NeZADzkalAEmjCQbP_vR52CrxxI945qqzfGvYZ2VXt1nZyK23XcTQ6ndD6k_tQJBsRI2ClPpBYAS-wi0hyI0dMXVZaiWPRivto1IRCTIgozAW8Goxb0U1g70g/s400/Foolishly+I.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;300&quot; data-original-height=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Honestly I didn&#39;t see it, &lt;br /&gt;
Even if I had, I wouldn&#39;t have believed it.&lt;br /&gt;
Probably because I often lived it,&lt;br /&gt;
Bound to my dogmatic ways and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Surely I had everyone figured out,&lt;br /&gt;
When I didn&#39;t even know myself.&lt;br /&gt;
Saying the craziest things, &lt;br /&gt;
And I didn&#39;t care, I knew they were off the wall,&lt;br /&gt;
Not realizing I was Humpty and destined to fall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Telling my blueprint of my perfect woman,&lt;br /&gt;
Blind to my vast journey to being her perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;
Segregating women based on an outward definition,&lt;br /&gt;
As if a hairstyle could give voice to the meaning of their soul.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or the beauty of their personality, drown like treasure in the deepest sea,&lt;br /&gt;
Merely due to enhancements chosen to dawn their face.&lt;br /&gt;
Attempting to speak as the mature, &lt;br /&gt;
They were useless thoughts turned old manure,&lt;br /&gt;
I was unable to receive a love that&#39;s pure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Difficult to look upon on the person I once was,&lt;br /&gt;
Praying the foolishness of my heart won&#39;t come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;
Because regretfully I still remember that man,&lt;br /&gt;
Time make me over so I don&#39;t resemble that man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I recall the anguish I caused, &lt;br /&gt;
Their shattered feelings utterly destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;
Knowingly and unknowingly, leaving their emotions deserted,&lt;br /&gt;
Merely touched by my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nor could I hear their cries for my humility,&lt;br /&gt;
Failed attempts at love, my reward for voicing immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;
Countless hearts torn, as dried tears rest upon longer faces,&lt;br /&gt;
I am the product of fractured walls now crumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As ignorance fell like scales from my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
Admitting I was lost in a world filled with my false reality.&lt;br /&gt;
Relieved the moment I realize God sent her to me,&lt;br /&gt;
She&#39;s everything I couldn&#39;t appreciate then,&lt;br /&gt;
But everything I would ever need now.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m just thankful this is the version of me she&#39;s found.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2017/12/foolishly-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaZoBSjNHA2HvxACkI_4NeZADzkalAEmjCQbP_vR52CrxxI945qqzfGvYZ2VXt1nZyK23XcTQ6ndD6k_tQJBsRI2ClPpBYAS-wi0hyI0dMXVZaiWPRivto1IRCTIgozAW8Goxb0U1g70g/s72-c/Foolishly+I.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-8716363117191978257</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Oct 2017 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-10-19T09:15:07.755-04:00</atom:updated><title>Inner Me vs. Me:  Carbon-Copy</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3qzcU-_MfE5W_ndLc4caXa1KDuFvZlaZPRNEpbloVzPRIUIKsb_oZcGshwwAbkaNYoA92S0ZteKabaCJO5QuCAS8cM679BPB-6476bIoYo7Rlo4l6bTSu-1dW0yY9XpCKIXwuAV0TaNM/s1600/11225755_10156209301525078_1451480944407465941_o.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3qzcU-_MfE5W_ndLc4caXa1KDuFvZlaZPRNEpbloVzPRIUIKsb_oZcGshwwAbkaNYoA92S0ZteKabaCJO5QuCAS8cM679BPB-6476bIoYo7Rlo4l6bTSu-1dW0yY9XpCKIXwuAV0TaNM/s320/11225755_10156209301525078_1451480944407465941_o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1017&quot; data-original-height=&quot;678&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How long should you persist,&lt;br /&gt;
When you offered love he only resist.&lt;br /&gt;
You said you wouldn&#39;t beg,&lt;br /&gt;
And literally you didn&#39;t,&lt;br /&gt;
But you put your love life on pause, &lt;br /&gt;
So tell me what&#39;s the difference?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love can be a strange thing,&lt;br /&gt;
It could be so much more if they felt the same thing,&lt;br /&gt;
Saying you still have somethings to figure out,&lt;br /&gt;
When the pieces were before you, you both didn&#39;t work it out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And I&#39;m not trying to intervene,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m trying to listen to your heart and see what it needs.&lt;br /&gt;
Attempting to give honest advice without showing my hand,&lt;br /&gt;
Like how life would be if I were your man.&lt;br /&gt;
But I&#39;ll let those thoughts slide,&lt;br /&gt;
As you try again to give him yet another a try.&lt;br /&gt;
And I shouldn&#39;t be upset when you want him to change,&lt;br /&gt;
When I&#39;m sitting here thinking of you, hoping you&#39;ll do the same. </description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2017/10/inner-me-vs-me-carbon-copy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3qzcU-_MfE5W_ndLc4caXa1KDuFvZlaZPRNEpbloVzPRIUIKsb_oZcGshwwAbkaNYoA92S0ZteKabaCJO5QuCAS8cM679BPB-6476bIoYo7Rlo4l6bTSu-1dW0yY9XpCKIXwuAV0TaNM/s72-c/11225755_10156209301525078_1451480944407465941_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-2215111515528595633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2017 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-10-17T15:58:40.092-04:00</atom:updated><title>Inner Me vs. Me: A Leap of Faith</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUArTky7SnBU1MhN-Ul1hVEHPO6v2FHiV_tOUS4WUiyC-xQP7mhCIHK3l_BW4vymfri5QH9ZhhdYNREZVR-hlOs1C8VryVFt8NpvLCaH9tGVN-mm-ogSXlPkz3CdnGd3ktLm3TnguHNg/s1600/14715620_1475017292513727_6665058669845806381_o.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUArTky7SnBU1MhN-Ul1hVEHPO6v2FHiV_tOUS4WUiyC-xQP7mhCIHK3l_BW4vymfri5QH9ZhhdYNREZVR-hlOs1C8VryVFt8NpvLCaH9tGVN-mm-ogSXlPkz3CdnGd3ktLm3TnguHNg/s320/14715620_1475017292513727_6665058669845806381_o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1080&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1080&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am yours, you are mine, together we are His. &lt;br /&gt;
I appreciate the timing,&lt;br /&gt;
Even though I wish you had come sooner, &lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s so much I would have shared,&lt;br /&gt;
Yet I might not have appreciated you as i should, &lt;br /&gt;
Nor accepted you for who you are. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I sought for you, even though He said not to,&lt;br /&gt;
Another foolish trait to rid before meeting you.&lt;br /&gt;
Preparation was required, you are so worthy of that I now know,&lt;br /&gt;
Before I could be with the woman He prophesied to me.&lt;br /&gt;
And I tell myself I didn&#39;t search, &lt;br /&gt;
Only &quot;helping&quot; God, calling it temp work.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Each failure had me hurting more than I should,&lt;br /&gt;
Causing me to trust myself less,&lt;br /&gt;
Trusting God more is what I understood.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m so glad it wasn&#39;t my will that prevailed,&lt;br /&gt;
One wrong move would be a life of Hell.&lt;br /&gt;
Looking back I acknowledge the time to simmer and mature,&lt;br /&gt;
Seeing you now it made me a suitable man for you.&lt;br /&gt;
I know without a doubt He did the same with you, &lt;br /&gt;
As you were all I knew I needed, &lt;br /&gt;
Even more what I didn&#39;t know. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still you amaze me as you continue to grow,&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve been writing about you for years, &lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes doubting you would ever come, &lt;br /&gt;
Not knowing you were always under my nose. &lt;br /&gt;
Near, never far away, &lt;br /&gt;
Wondering if we met in passing, &lt;br /&gt;
Never knowing who you would be,&lt;br /&gt;
Even until the very end I couldn&#39;t see.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Until the Spirit revealed what I should say, &lt;br /&gt;
Asking you to dinner sight unseen, &lt;br /&gt;
Not knowing your voice, &lt;br /&gt;
Or whether I even appealed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Our previous conversations were never to seek a mate,&lt;br /&gt;
Just connect with those who could help us along life&#39;s way. &lt;br /&gt;
And in you I&#39;ve found my best friend in this life, &lt;br /&gt;
My companion, my lover, my lovely wife. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So I may never have asked you for your time,&lt;br /&gt;
Strictly based off what I could perceive, &lt;br /&gt;
But God had a plan beyond what I could believe, &lt;br /&gt;
And my reward for that obedience, &lt;br /&gt;
Now you and I are we.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To my Lovely Wife,&lt;br /&gt;
Shalona L. Robinson Happy Anniversary, &lt;br /&gt;
I Love You&lt;br /&gt;
-A. T. Robinson&lt;br /&gt;
est. 10/17/16</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2017/10/inner-me-vs-me-leap-of-faith.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUArTky7SnBU1MhN-Ul1hVEHPO6v2FHiV_tOUS4WUiyC-xQP7mhCIHK3l_BW4vymfri5QH9ZhhdYNREZVR-hlOs1C8VryVFt8NpvLCaH9tGVN-mm-ogSXlPkz3CdnGd3ktLm3TnguHNg/s72-c/14715620_1475017292513727_6665058669845806381_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9025895202426054163.post-987264618185965315</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2017 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-10-04T10:59:42.336-04:00</atom:updated><title>Inner Me vs. Me: Change of Plans</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAWoMHcJlc278c20sFeQU_MfEFD7uvenn_USsigPj2H3voeLaKUMqcnCOWOYDzQtELAUT94ficp26KZOn1PW4UiJgnck9zH2U67_ELLP62SSAHWTkO18bkGgtD9Y65yBw9VxMlsKolkfs/s1600/13177339_10156953564625078_6785209161479084578_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAWoMHcJlc278c20sFeQU_MfEFD7uvenn_USsigPj2H3voeLaKUMqcnCOWOYDzQtELAUT94ficp26KZOn1PW4UiJgnck9zH2U67_ELLP62SSAHWTkO18bkGgtD9Y65yBw9VxMlsKolkfs/s400/13177339_10156953564625078_6785209161479084578_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;302&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;378&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seems like today&#39;s that day...&lt;br /&gt;
I feel my life changing inside to out,&lt;br /&gt;
Still looking at my life, and trying to figure that out,&lt;br /&gt;
It seemed simpler to just focus on me,&lt;br /&gt;
Not looking around, and see what could be.&lt;br /&gt;
Often seeing potential,&lt;br /&gt;
But my heart wouldn&#39;t lead to the mental.&lt;br /&gt;
And like small children with playful smiles and dimples,&lt;br /&gt;
Love should be more simple.&lt;br /&gt;
And I smiled too, but it wasn&#39;t like this,&lt;br /&gt;
Didn&#39;t know what I didn&#39;t have or what I could miss,&lt;br /&gt;
Like the smell of her scent and lush lips to kiss,&lt;br /&gt;
And she storms into my life and fits right in,&lt;br /&gt;
Knowing it&#39;s about timing because I wasn’t ready for we,&lt;br /&gt;
But things switch and I can&#39;t see a life without you and I, &lt;br /&gt;
How can that be,&lt;br /&gt;
And I see myself changing to be a better man,&lt;br /&gt;
Friends say I&#39;m a tad more happy,&lt;br /&gt;
Others say I&#39;m a tad more sappy,&lt;br /&gt;
Both correct, and I can&#39;t complain,&lt;br /&gt;
Loving the way I feel when she calls my name.&lt;br /&gt;
Or when I tell her she’s special to me,&lt;br /&gt;
I know that my life had change,&lt;br /&gt;
Wondering how far I came, and the possibilities of where we could go.&lt;br /&gt;
Wondering if were led to the same name, God only knows,&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking we&#39;re not perfect, but we&#39;re perfection.&lt;br /&gt;
So glad God made her His selection,&lt;br /&gt;
Now I’ll admit I’m in no wise worthy of you,&lt;br /&gt;
Not because of anything I&#39;ve done, but only you.</description><link>http://www.leakynotes.com/2017/10/inner-me-vs-me-change-of-plans.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (A. T. Robinson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAWoMHcJlc278c20sFeQU_MfEFD7uvenn_USsigPj2H3voeLaKUMqcnCOWOYDzQtELAUT94ficp26KZOn1PW4UiJgnck9zH2U67_ELLP62SSAHWTkO18bkGgtD9Y65yBw9VxMlsKolkfs/s72-c/13177339_10156953564625078_6785209161479084578_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>