Man From Woman; I Of She

Brought into this world by two.
Accepted into this world by one.

Everything that I am, I am from her.
Funny how the man that I have become, and will continue to mature into, is a complete reflection of a woman. The strongest woman that I have ever known. The most beautiful woman that I ever will know. My life is the fruits of her labor. Literally, her labor.

When she cries, I weep.
Her pain is my suffering.
Her joy is my heart.
Her rest is my slumber.
Her sacrifice is for my benefit.
Her word is my bond.
Her wound is my scar.
Her lesson taught is my lesson learned.
Her son is my brother.
Her laugh is my love.
Her smile is my life.

Sometimes I wonder if he's ever even wondered. Wondered what he missed out on. Wondered what I've grown to be. Wondered what exactly he left.
And then I wonder why I'm wondering.
Wonder ceases.

He would have been nothing more than an unnecessary accessory.
I learned to shave without him. Learned to flirt without him. Learned to play basketball without him. Learned how to 'wrap it up' without him.
Learned... everything... without him.

And I am still here. A man among boys. An example for my brother. An example for my peers. And example for a generation. And most importantly... An example of her.

So here I stand. Man from woman; I of she.


Live, love & learn!
-The King

Subliminally Yours

We speak the same nonverbal language.
I know what every look in your eye means.
I can say so much to you without a single consonant or vowel.
You can ease my most viscous mood with a slight touch of your hand against my shoulder.
That slanted smile of yours feels like it was made specifically for me. Maybe that's because I know what it's really saying.
Our personalities mesh. Mesh more than all of the jerseys of the starting lineup woven together. (That's a lot of mesh.)
You even understand jokes like that before I have to explain them.
We are quite perfect for each other.

But you are not my girlfriend. You never have been. And there's a slight chance that you never will be.
Our relationship is nothing more than a heightened friendship. A wonderful friendship. But a friendship nonetheless.

Would we work well together? Probably. Actually... almost certainly.
Is it the right time to find out? Neither of us know for sure.

Right now I am conflicted. Maybe we both are. Neither of us is closed off to the options of meeting other people and taking a stab at a relationship. But if I was to settle down with someone else, my first thought would be worrying that I might be hurting you. I don't want to hurt you.
The same stands the other way around. If you found someone else, I would be more than happy for you. But would I be slightly somber inside? Surely.

For now let's just see what life has in store for us and play this by ear.
Or, knowing us, play it by eye.

I am subliminally yours.


Live, love & learn!
-The King

I Am My Words

I am a reflection of my own written word.
My personality is similar to my handwriting. I might not enter every situation the exact same way, but there is enough similarity that you can tell that it's still me.

I can be as complicated and multi-layered as the most magnificently thought out and well-constructed sentence full of an array of wonderfully descriptive adjectives and a cornucopia of words displaying my distinct and enlightened vocabulary presence and understanding of the English language.

Or as simple as this.

I may keep my distance from you by putting up a shield between us. But I still know how to push the right buttons to get to you.
Consider that my typed word.
But I can still be as personal as a handwritten four-page letter that I took the time to walk to your house place into your hand myself.

So far, it has seemed that anyone who has checked out the book of my life from the world's library has either found it too difficult to read, simply not their forté, or just didn't take the time to learn the author's writing style. I guarantee that, given the right amount of time, focus and attention, this book could be the most fantastic story of determination, strength, love, loss, hope, talent, class, sadness, growth, perseverance, wit, values, family, and integrity.

But lucky for me, just when I was losing my fervor for writing, you picked up my book. You often rave about your appreciation of it's structure and your love for its wordplay. It has become the one book that you never want to put down.
And you never have to.

I am so glad that you can read my handwriting.

Live, love & learn!
-The King