Love is Hard
Written by Paula G. Akinwole
Copyrighted for PGARTistry LLC
Loving me is hard, I heard
I suppose it’s no easy task
It takes work
For I’ve been broken long before I could even spell the name of my abusers
Twisted into molds and boxes that were built
To lock in little girls
Fold them into shapes that fit stereotypes and groomed her into a package easy accessible
I’m tough as nails
Not because I want to be
But because breaking out of boxes
Sometimes
Requires you becoming the thing that kept you bound
I am tough as nails
Because I broke a few clawing my way out
I was cute when you met me
But opening my mouth, you saw I was a take-no-shit type girl
That was my warning
Don’t give me no-shit type girl
See loving me is hard
Not because I am hard to love
But because I will hardly love you if you don’t love hard
I am not to be played
Or manipulated or separated from myself
Not any more
Me, myself, and I are too in love with each other to break up
I did that once
Let someone write a script for who I should play
A prescription for the type of girl that was easy to swallow
I am not an easy pill to swallow
I come with luggage
Not baggage but supplies
And souvenirs from my journey
I shelve them in my sanctuary wherever I home
I sit at the altar of my exploits and sacrifice the spoils of perils
I overcame some shit
and I be damned if you attempt to love me without loving all the things that made me
And even the shit that broke me
Love me so deep when you see my ex’s, you get pissed too
Love me so full that when life squeezes you, you ooze me
Love me so honest that that you’re allergic to the shit that breaks me out
And I, in return with soften
My edges will fold inward and I will sphere for you
And I circumvent, spiral, whirl for you
Be careful though
You might get dizzy
Loving me
Might find yourself silly
In love with me
Might find yourself willingly
Making babies, creating art, building business, changing the world
For and with me
Loving me is hard, I heard
From men who weren’t as strong as you,
My burdens made their knees buckle
But you knew that I didn’t need them carried, I just need to be cared for
We found a place for me to put them down
From men who weren’t as hungry as you
My hunger made them hurl
But you emptied yourself and always came back for seconds
From men who saw my sanctity as savagery
You appreciated my classy, bougie, ratchet
So I reward you with my sassy, moody, nasty
Loving me is hard, I heard
But when we met
You became my landing place
The forceful, sharp, unyielding ground for me to settle on
You toiled your earth, turned the soil, and made opening for planting
You made promises too big to keep and you kept them
You made a whole woman multiply
You made a write woman righteous
You made a grieving woman rejoice again
And you did that shit like it was easy
They say I was too hard to love but now
I go hard when loving you
THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL, Paula!!!!!!
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Thank you! Can you believe I’m writing love poems… Sorta lol
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You’re such a great writer
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Thank you ❣️
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Beautiful! I felt that DEEP! ❤️ ❤️❤️
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Beautiful💫
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Thank you
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