A piece of my Heart!

Today a piece of my HEART died.
A piece of my heart that was kind, loving, generous and always smiling.
A piece of my heart that showed me how true love felt.
A piece of my heart that taught me how to drive a stick shift.
How to be happy with a dollar in my hand. How to be warm, how to be speechless and how to be selfless.
That piece of my HEART was Christopher Edwin Pratt.
That piece of my Heart showed me how it really felt to be treated like a woman, a lover and a friend.
Even though I didn't tell you as much as I should. I let every man I've ever known know that you were the best piece of my Heart. But on August 4th, 2009. That piece of my heart died.
The hopes and the dreams of a love like yours, a heart like yours and a kindness like yours was taken away from me.
Taken away from me by a heartless attempt and by a clear disregard for Humanity.
May the being (not person, not human) who took the life of a piece of my Heart pay for what he/she has done.
Because the piece of my HEART that blessed my life from 1999 to 2009 has left me.
All I have now are the memories. And they are the best memories of my life.
The best memories that were created with the piece of my Heart.
My Heart, My sunshine, My smiley, My lover, My friend, My Fiance, My Christopher Edwin Pratt.
The piece of my HEART that blood no longer flows to. That piece of my HEART is YOU!

Everyone

I don't care about this life, this house, this car, these clothes.
What all do I have to show for myself at the end of the day when everything is gone away?
What I really care about is my LOVE, my friends, my family, my community.
Not this education, this job, this salary.
At the end of the day it doesn't matter how many degrees I have on the wall, how many lines are on my resume or how many dollars are in the bank.
What really matters is how many hearts I've touched, faces I've made smile and LIVES I've inspired.

Life

You can be happy one day, sad the next,
Skinny one day, fat the next,
Rich one day, poor the next,
Beautiful one day, ugly the next,
Alive one day, dead the next,
In love one day, In hate the next,
Healthy one day, Sick the next.
Life is just one tragedy after another waiting to happen.

My LOVE is like Rain

My love is like the rain,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
When its here you don't want it,
And when its gone,
You wish it would come back.

Just as the weather man predicts sunny skies
the rain appears.
My love is unpredictable.

There is only so much that a woman can take,
And when she has reached her limit you will know.

You can continue to take my love, my time and my patience for granted.

But just remember my love is like the rain,
When it is here you can see it, smell it and feel it,
But once its gone no one knows exactly when it will come again.

I remember Mummy!

I see myself as a women who knows where she is going and will never forget where she came from..I remember as a little girl growing up on the island and how i would walk on the beach barefoot and eat mangoes on the rocks..i had the best childhood ever..My life was carefree and never complicated. The highlight of my day would always be when my mom came home from work and i would rush to the front door to greet her.

I would leave for primary school in the morning and the kids would tease me about how dark my skin was and the fact that i was always polite. But the highlight of my day would always be getting home to mummy. In high school the teasing stopped and I was growing into a beautiful girl. I became more intelligent, confident and ambitious. But still the highlight of my days was seeing my mother. Because of her I am a strong individual and have direction. Our long drives to the airport and to the end of Murphy Town will always be one of the greatest moments in my life. My mom knew that it was important to spend time with me and I appreciate her for doing that. We had the best mother-daughter relationship ever. Even though we had our disagreements (not often) and it was hard for her to let me go, it was nice to know that someone truly cared. My mom's motto was to "Live everyday like it is your last because tomorrow is promised to no one". She taught me how to live, laugh, love, be strong and have fun. Even though she was a small women, she had a BIG heart and a heart of GOLD it was. I know that sometimes i am not that nice of a person but i try my best. I try to be like you mummy in so many ways but sometimes I fail....I remember cooking stew fish and getting upset when it didn't look the way it did when you cooked it. People say its amazing how I've grown and there is no one there for me. I say its because of my mummy that i am the person that i am and i will always have her here with me if not physically but spiritually. You told me I would miss you when your gone and you were right I sure do. And it hurts. So many things I have accomplished that I wish you could see. I wish you could see "Your Child" as you always called me. I wish you could see your Terrinique. As I get older and some day have a child of my own. I hope I am just as good of a mother as you were to me. I will let my little girls know every detail about you and i hope they look just like you.

Every step that I take will be In remembrance of "Margaret Tomisina Lavanda Swain- Meeres."

If LOVE so nice

Everyone wants to experience and has experienced it in some way,
From your favorite pair of designer shoes to the guy who took your heart and broke it in two,
Why do we want this thing,
This thing that makes you feel so damn happy one minute and like your life is over the next,
Those who don't have it wish they did and those who do are so damn blind,
This thing called love makes me bitter because I never seem to love the one that loves me the most,
Why is it that you always fall in love with the man that will hurt you the most,
The man who is like the devil in so much ways and comes to kill and destroy you,
I am tired of looking for true love because it seems like it will never come,
I'm tired of relationships where you think your in love,
And after a few months you realize you are not,
I am tired of breaking hearts because I don't want mine broken,
I am tired of meeting new people and trying to figure out if they are for real,
If he is the ONE,
The one that will love and cherish me until death do us part,
I am tired of this love shit,
I tried and all I did was BREAK hearts,
But the person who hurts the most is me,
If love so nice tell me why it hurts so bad.
And why do I hurt so Bad,
When I am the one that has done the damage.

Hope

The softest lips I’ve ever kissed,

The sweetest touch I’ve ever felt,

The sweetest dream I’ve ever had,

The hope that I thought I’d lost,

You gave it back to me.

The butterflies in my stomach,

The excitement that ran through my mind,

The possibilities that I thought were endless,

The dream I’ve always had,

You gave it back to me.

The perfect image,

Perfect fit,

Perfect smile,

Perfect look,

You took it away from me.

That mentality I craved,

That spirit I longed for,

That carefree mindset,

That sincere and sweet song that was playing in my head,

You took it away from me.

But maybe it’s for the best,

You put my love to the test,

And showed me that he was still out there,

Even if he isn’t you,

You brought that to me.

Maybe some day,

When we’ve grown,

Our way of thinking may coincide,

So that feeling that we felt before,

Will come again and last this time,

If we are meant to be,

I know that….You will come back to me.