​She remembers a time when

Prayer meetings in living rooms were common like Will Smith on the 90’s radio

She remembers when little boys feared the wrath of her crazy brother so school dances were always a feminine group affair

She remembers a time when her poetry spoke louder than the rants of an rambunctious teens 

She remembers when the “I love you” from a players lips fooled her into giving up more of herself than he knew how to handle

She remembers a time love came wrapped in the ugliest situation but was well worth unraveling 

She remembers…

*thanks for the idea Ms Moore

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