My Forbidden Obsession

Have you ever had that feeling in the pit of your stomach and you really had to fight it? Feelings are a very powerful thing, you know you can't escape them. You have to deal with it. But there are those times that even if those feelings get the best of you, you must learn to suppress it because if you don't, you'd be in deep shit. Deep shit as in, "I'ma cut of your balls if you don't fuck off" deep shit. Why can't life be as simple as "I love you, you love me, let's make out."

Why does love have to have rules like gifts, walks in the park, and the biggest bitch of all, marriage. Can't we just keep it simple? Why is it so hard for a guy to profess his feelings to a gal. I'll you why. Human beings are stupid.

Everyone says we're the dominant species on this planet. According to who?! It's just like the NBA. They declare one of the teams the "World Champions" at the end of the season. And the owners of those teams are all Americans. What the fuck, man? You're just playing yourselves. You never gave a chance to other countries to play you! How the hell can you declare yourselves WORLD champions? Same thing with human beings saying that they're the dominant species in the world. WHO SAYS? Righteous human beings.

Fuck! We're only occupying 10% of the world. The rest of the 90% is covered in water. Now if we base it on population, we aren't dominant. Now let's take a look at survival. When a baby giraffe is born, it falls 6 feet to the ground and still has to stand up and look for its mother tits before it could be fed. Try dropping a new born human baby 6 feet and tell me if even it couldn't stand up, see if it could still suck his mama's tits. Bullshit! Okay that's number one. Look at the cockroach. When it's born, it has to look for it's own food. No mama, no tits, no shit. Dig that. So survival is out. And reproduction? Mosquito males and females don't have to fuck to make baby mosquitoes. Well, that's not really a good example. What would the point of living be if we couldn't fuck? If I were a mosquito, I'd freakin' kill myself.

Anyway, back to my point. It's not really fair to say that human beings are the dominant species on this big blue ball. There is something that we excel in though. And this is something I think many will agree with. Human beings are the most complicated species on this planet. Life could be simple. Take the dog for example. No clothes, licks his own balls, and goes over to a lady dog, and fucks her brains out. No flowers, no chocolates, no walks in the park. Just walks straight up her, smells her pussy for a while, then starts wiggling his way into it. Simple.

Now why can't we be like that? We have to have all these rules. "I can't give you my virginity because we don't know each other that well yet." "Well fuck you bitch! I'ma look fo' some ho'! Ain't got no time fo' yo' shit!" or "Hey boy. I'm bored. Fuck me!" That's how we all ought to be. None of these shitty ass rules.

Back to my main point. The reason for all this ranting and raving is because a long time ago, I fell in love. She was perfect. She made me feel like I was on top of the world. If she had given me the chance, I'd have done the same for her. I worship her like the moon worships the sun. From the start, we couldn't be together because of forces out of our control. We had so much in common and we could talk all day and night. Unfortunately, it just wasn't meant to be. We fell out of touch. I learned to love other women, but the thing is, there's a missing piece in the puzzle. None of these other women really made me happy. I'd fall in and out of love and I didn't know why at first. It's been a while and I met the true love of my life again. Then I realized, all the women I fell in and out of love with were just excuses. She is the light of my life and all other women are shadows. For the brief time that we've been together again, I've cherished every single moment. Distance has separated us at the end, but my heart will never be apart from her. Not anymore. I will never forget the way she makes me feel. And at this point, I don't even care if she doesn't feel for me at all.

To my best friend, my love, my life. I hope and pray you find someone who can make you feel the way you made me feel, someday. As for me, after all I have been through, I don't think I can never find what I found in you. At this point, as long as I can see that you're happy, I will be as well.

On a lighter note, I would like to end by saying: Complications are what make our lives worth living.