For how long?

For how long will you wait?

Wait to be told that 

you are enough

you are worthy

you are loved

you amount to something

that you can do anything and everything

Tell me how long will you wait?

Wait to be filled with happiness and satisfaction

For people to come in and make the changes you so afraid of doing your self

How long you gonna wait?

For someone to complete you

Show you that you’re brilliant, gifted and breathtaking 

That you’re special and born with a purpose

How long you waiting?

Who you waiting for?

Who lied and told you to put your life on hold in anticipation ?

Who lied and told you that it was necessary to wait?

Aren’t you aware that all you have been waiting for someone else to do you can do on your own?

So you still gon wait?


Say NO to abandonment

Her arms might not grace your body nor his.

Surely no more will you feel the touch of those familiar lips across yours.

I understand how you might miss that familiar connection. The joining of two bodies.

Often times we seek to find homes in the bodies of others. Seeking and searching as if our lives depend on it. We lose ourselves in the process. 

With every desperate search comes another compromise and another choice to quiet our voices.. Silence our natural essence. The true beings that live within become buried.

Buried under a mask. One which we craft in the attempt to acquire and keep some partner. One who we feel will love us. Make our bodies like masterpieces. Something we can be proud of and no longer view in disgust. 

Her arms might not grace your body nor his.
Surely no more will you feel the touch of those familiar lips across yours.
I understand how you might miss that familiar connection. The joining of two bodies.

I understand how you might miss that body. Never forget your own body. Surely this is the one that will stick with you forever. It has and always will carry you. It is your temple your home. One with which you should love and feel comfortable in. 

Enjoy it and treat it good. Don’t abandon your own body in the search of another to call home. Don’t contort yourself in the hopes of finding love. Never abandon your natural essence for it makes you the beautiful special being that you are. Make a conscious choice to love yourself. Don’t abandon your body(who you are) for love. It it comes to your body or the love of another choose your body always… 

A letter of love

Don’t believe anyone who says that your story (your past) is the ultimate defining factor for your life. The person you were in the past isn’t the same person reading this. No matter what transpires you still change over time. Remember that your past, your current circumstance nor your future is a determinant of your worth (value), your gift(s) (special talent(s) you possess ) or your sense of worth. No matter what just know you are loved. You are worthy of all things good. You’re smart in your own way. You’re precious and your life matters. Your presence on this earth is significant. You are more than a waste of spaceWith lots of love,

I love you if you haven’t yet come to fall in love with yourself yet. I hope you will one day.

-C. Jacobs 💕

She loves like freedom

She loves like freedom
Like love is salvation
Because love is salvation

And to know her is to know love
You’d want to be all wrapped up in what she’s giving
A listening ear
Patient hands
and thriving heart
She finds the light in the dark
Has the ability to bring out your best parts
Daughter, sister, friend, lover
She protects what she cares for
Takes strength from her battle scars
She’s a warrior
Still fragile enough to need you
So don’t misuse her

She loves like the freedom you need
The salvation you seek
She is love.



Fall In Love If You Will

My love is victory after a year of defeats
Stormy weather rain with a rainbow at the end of it’s setting
My love is bright
To bright to look at like the sun
So you *close your eyes “Cool…”
Like the overachieving after hours mischief
“I didn’t know you had that in you”
My love is duplex.
My love is no longer an apology
Silence of fears
Passive yes and no
My love is no longer too Big to share
Or too Small to keep safe
It fits comfortably in me.
If you will love love honest
Like your favorite meal
If you will love love respectfully
Like the lyrics to your favorite song
If you will love love accepting
Like the size of your shoes
If you will love love first
Like you.

“Home just ain’t home no mo.”

“I mean, dig this. Yo, don’t get it twisted. We vibed on the same wavelength, so it’s hard to believe that it’s only my mind that weighs heavily on her at times and not the other way around…feel me? As if [my mind] subliminally feels her existence that’s so far away from the traces she left on my being. I still hold pieces of her. You know, I’ve never seen a flower run from its roots and survive…in other words, we shared each others’ temples in such a sacred and personal way and yet I’m supposed to just discard these fertile memories like forgotten songs. She needs to remember I touched her too, and (at times) it still feels like just yesterday. But alas “yesterday” has been years ago and I still glance over at the artifacts. The flower with aged and wilted petals, yet its roots still show life. It just needs a new home. Indeed history repeats itself in my cranium and it’s time to purge. Not purge myself of you because at one point you were my all and everything and no amount of betrayal or heartbreak could dispute it. I just really need to purge myself of stumbling blocks that may hinder me from fully loving another..”



“realist romantic”

“Mmm, the prototype of such majestic stature, the far-fetched imagery of this fictional love child bore from the desolate marrow of my desire.

Your foreign touch was all it took to ascend me to my Mercury, a place throned at the summit of my solace..

You, possessing the waking aroma of coffee in the morning, the Columbian Arabica kind..

This caffeinated nirvana hit me harder when our eyes greeted nervously yet endowed in this peculiar giddiness and anxiousness–no, no turn of a key could unhinge this spell.

Absolutely not.

Not when we’ve already transcended to a paradise faraway that knows no night or day, only the here and now of this surreal encounter.”