Figure It Out

I am so sick of mediocre living;

My eyes have been open but I haven’t been really seeing.

My ears attentive but I haven’t been really hearing.

Sometimes I wish someone would tell me what I am feeling without me saying.

Not a mind reader but a soul searcher;

No selfish motives only knowing the true Latoya.

This may only ever just be a want and never manifest into a need;

But reality is a drag and sometimes I don’t even to want breathe.

His voice just occurred like a soothing wind.

The way this presence feel it can only be him.

He questions my definition of reality and of him.

The second part was nerve racking,

So I started thinking, who is he and to me what does he mean.

I knew no second rate answer would do,

He required only the truth.

For the past five years he has been my all.

He has been faithful and patient;

He has loved me extravagantly which sometimes blow my mind.

Even though I can never give

Him what he truly desires,

He is still persistent in making it worth my while.

He has cleanse my past and promises a brighter future.

He is always by my side and promises he’ll never leave me ever.

You see,

He does mean a lot to me and these words aren’t sufficient to tell you just how much.

He is all I need and honestly I just can’t get enough.

Now to reality, reality to me is really him.

So to say it is a drag to him really I’m referring.

This isn’t what I mean though I need to get this right.