Choices

My name is Raven, and every since I was a child I believed I was destined to have the perfect love. You know the kind of love that consumes you, the kind you emerge yourself into the moment you see them? Unfortunately for me I found that twice..at the same time just a mere moments in between each other. Jamal was placed in my path first, he had a voice like honey that could melt my heart. He was always so calm never raising his voice to me. In a way he saved me, see he gave me the courage to leave a very abusive relationship. He had a funny way of making me feel like anything was possible that I could do anything as long as he was at my side, I knew I was safe and he would protect me till his dying breathe. He was what you would a thug, but when he was me his rough exterior simply faded now don’t get me wrong if you crossed him he wouldn’t think twice about messing you up. With me though I’d never seemed to piss him off even when I was trying to he would just c**k his head to one side smile and ask “are you done” his round face, chocolate skin, and mocha colored eyes always distracted me from whatever I was made about in the first place so I would simply just reply “yeah I’m done” with a quick huff and an eye roll. I never knew I could love someone they way I loved Jamal. There was one problem though, I never really wanted to say we was in a relationship that was always the root of the argument I tried so hard to start. No amount of hot s*x could keep me around much longer. We did this for six months, six months that really only felt like six days. Till one day when I walked into a local diner and BOOM it happened again.