Hands
Soft touch.
Desire excitement.
Chills down and up my spine, anticipating his next moves.
Safety security that’s what his hands mean to me.
His hands help him explore my body, and as we lock hands, our souls become one.
As we become one soul, it isn’t easy to become two separate souls again after being locked into one.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
To stop loving him, I need to use my heartlessness and allow my mind to take over.
Even with all the mind power we Retain as humans, I can’t stop thinking about him and how much I could make things different between him and me by making a simple wish. Life is more complex, though.
You can’t make a wish, and you get what you want. As people, sometimes we don’t get what we want. We get what we need, and as much as I might wish to him, he might be the last thing I need.
Ms.Butterfly Genesis
A lifetime seems impossible even when feeling like we have the best base relationship.
Even the best base can have an invisible crack that can make us why and how it is possible.
It doesn’t matter how the best something can be.
Even the best thing can and will fall apart if we don’t learn how to love it or teach it how to love itself.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
My heart is in a million pieces, but it’s no one else fault but my own.
I need to detach my heart from feeling anything that could be hurting me, like love is pulling me.
If people don’t allow themselves to go through pain, there is no growth within ourselves as humans.
Pain has been a part of me since birth, so people would think how much more pain I would need to continue growing within myself.
I would love to believe that my heart pain has taught me that I need to be selfish with myself and my time.
The pain teaches me how to have a better relationship before dreaming up any future relationship with anyone.
The pain in my heart has also taught me how crazy strong I am to keep believing in love.
Keep love in my heart because if I don’t, that means in some ways I won’t love myself enough to know that most important person I must love myself.
OPEN MIND KEEPS OPEN KEEPS OPEN HEARTS
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
She falls in love with her best friend.
Friendship without expecting anything in return made that much easier for them to fall in love.
Falling in love with him came to nature, and later on, that friendship foundation was the one thing that helped her discover if it is love or was it just a friendship that she was lusting over and nothing more.
Late-night conversations.
I was laughing for no reason.
Knowing who she was without trying to find out what she held between her legs was the most powerful statement of their friendship could ever stand.
Being vulnerable and not being judged spoke volumes of the type of person he was. He gave her strength when she didn’t have any.
He gave her his arms so she could feel safe in them, and those arms never hurt her, and most importantly, those arms were there to protect her.
We will fight until the sun came up, but we would never go to bed without saying I love you, and crazy enough, he knew she loved him before she dared to tell him.
The best part of having him as her best friend was she never needed to pretend with him because he knew her and knew what she needed and what she needed was not anything store-bought but just someone who is always going to keep a smile on the face and accept me as me.
Her best friend constantly challenged her but never made her feel like the crap on the bottom of the shoe he taught her instead of talking down to her, and he also gave me strength when she was weak.
He made her better when she couldn’t make herself better; he taught her that we would be good as long as they were right.
Loving her best friend was not easy, but it was worth the fight because we wanted to win and never lose; what brought us together one day was our friendship.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis 🇩🇴
Judge me when you have become a god.
Judge me when you have walked a mile in my shoes.
Judge me when you have facts, not on things you have made up in the head.
I might not be your flavor, but I have been that flavor that many have enjoyed in their lifetime. I might look impossible to you, but that’s because you don’t have the brainpower to figure out how many other ways you could have pleased me; I guess the dick brain is a lot more powerful than the mind that you were supposed to be born.
People should not hate the body that they have blessed. If anyone wants to hate me, hate that I don’t throw my body on anyone. I respect myself enough to know if anyone wants to see my pussy; it needs to be earned, not just given because you throw attention around.
Attention doesn’t using the phrase I love you, for anyone to unwrap my gift. Attention means feeding my mind, soul, and then my body. Be mad at yourself for not having or wanting the capability to get to know you as a person.
Judge me on the fact that I’m not comfortable.
Judge me that I don’t fall for everything because that means I could fall anything.
Judge me that I don’t have to settle for people who see me as an object but as a person.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
To understand how someone lives, you have to live in their shoes before passing judgment on their lives.
Everyone thinks that I don’t worry about everything because I have around-the-clock care. After all, it is taken care of.
That is far from the truth.
One of my biggest worries is when my aide doesn’t come to work because the whole day is incomplete. After all, I struggle to find a way to manage my day without proper help.
Yes, I live at home with my mom, but she is a woman up in age, and she can’t do the things that she once was able to do for me.
Don’t get me wrong; she’s still my superwomen in many ways because she is still holding me down as a mother should, and there’s nothing better than knowing a mom is holding things down, and she is going to be there for her child no matter what.
My care requires a lot more than her body and age can handle, such as:
getting out of bed.
I am getting lifted into my chair.
I am getting into the shower and getting washed up.
Then getting into my adult pull-ups because my mom is no longer able to lift me onto the toilet, so I have to use adult pull-ups when my aides go home.
If I don’t go out, I get placed in pajamas all day long because it makes no sense to wear clothes at home.
I get up to brush my teeth as well as my hair.
Then I go back into bed to get into my back brace, which I’ve been in most of the day until my aids get ready to go home.
I’m not a breakfast person, but there are times that I need help with feeding. My aides help me with that as well.
That’s why I struggle with people who take their life for granted and what they can do for themselves or are not motivated to do things for themselves because the things I just listed that I get to help me I wish I could do on my own.
Don’t get me wrong; I’ve been blessed to have the same person for the last 28 to 29 years of my life, so she knows me better than anybody else, and she loves me like if I was her child, but there’s not one day that I don’t wish I could do those things on my own, but that was in the card I was dealt.
Despite all my limitations, I’ve been able to live a whole life but with many adjustments just because of my burden. Only the Strong can survive, and I’m a survivor despite my limitation; my name will be out there as a writer And anything else I want to do with my life.
My life is only difficult when I choose to make it difficult for myself, but in all reality, my life is just like everyone else’s life. I live it very differently from everyone else.
Ms.Butterfly Genesis🇩🇴
The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly 