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For the first time I truly opened up to receive love and I lost. I held hope when the odds were against us and I lost. With each passing week that hope dwindled, but not my love for you. I have professed my love and my prayers for your happiness and prosperity for you are a great man. And now I sit, stuffy nosed and red eyed after sobbing aloud. I lost. In the words of the late Amy Winehouse, “Love is a losing game.”
Sometimes I can’t find the words or if I find them I can’t corral them into a cohesive bunch to convey an emotion, but I find that in my time of wordlessness this song will suffice…To let you better know, why this black girl has the blues. #aami
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