And black are the waters that sparkled so green.
The storm shall not wake thee, no shark overtake thee,
Asleep in the arms of the slow-swinging seas.
—Rudyard Kipling
Mister Brown isn’t speaking too much this morning. I’m kinda worried. I can always tell when he’s upset when he wakes up and doesn’t smooch me, gets in the shower and doesn’t invite me, be in the same room and barely acknowledges me. When I asked him IF there was something the matter he said: No, I’m fine, baby. But later confessed to something being on his mind, but what, he didn’t tell me **ken sighs***. Normally if it’s I with the problem and I who isn’t speaking RomiE sorta urges me into dialogue —dialogue is always healthy. I’m kinda disappointed I didn’t push him more to talk.
He went to lunch with his brother today—giving me an opportunity to work on this paper I owe in my Critical Reading and Writing class without distraction. But I think I’m more concerned about RomiE than the paper…I hope everything’s ok…I don’t think I’ve been a bad boyfriend.
I’ll talk to him when he gets home.
3 comments:
Always try and communicate more man even when the other person doesn't feel like it. It's the only way to make everything known to each party and keep things smooth. I hope everything is okay.
We spoke ***ken blushes** I made him speak...
Captian, your comments are always great to read. Everyone need time to think things through before they speak. Speaking without thought is the way people end up blowing up and saying things that are not meant. Ken and I talk, when we are ready and able to articulate ourselves properly.
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