Face The Facts

Taliyah

I finished talking to Aubrey and we were just lying there. The TV was off, we were just stuck in our thought. Lost on our mind. Aubrey told me his whole life story. I now know why he tries so hard to be a well-rounded person . He treats the ladies with respect because he saw one of his mom's boyfriends treat her with disrespect, and ever since that day, he vowed to never disrespect a woman.

He also trys hard in basketball because, he needs the scholarship money for school. Basketball isn't something that he really wants to do in life. He really wants to be a writer. He hasn't shown me any of his poems or songs yet. He says that they aren't ready for me to see. We were still sitting in silence.

"Aubrey, can I PLEASE read one of your songs or poems? PLEASE?" I asked for the 100th time.

"No Taliyah. It's not ready for you to see." I sighed of frustration.

"Why won't you let me read them?" I asked looming at him. I saw a look like he was scared, scared of what? I have no idea.

"Because they're special."

"Special? Special how?"

"Just know that they are, and you're not ready to read them yet!" Aubrey replied angrily. He noticed the sad look that came over my face. "Taliyah, I'm sorry. It's just...my poems and songs are dear to my heart. Like, they mean things to me. And because they're my heart, it's kind of hard to share it after its been torn and ripped and hurt." I looked at him really listening to what he said.

"Maybe if you let me in, I can be the band-aid and fix all of the broken, hurt, and torn pieces."

"Are you talking about the book or my heart?" I didn't even know anymore. But he had so much pain that he hid. I never would ha e guessed in a million years that he was so...so depressed.

"Both." I simply replied. Somebody like him is very rare. I can't let someone like him go. Even though he's given people his heart and they've neglected it, he still gives it away to people. Nothing stops him from helping and nurturing people. He just stared into my eyes and we continued to lay there, the TV was off, the room was quiet, we were just lying there.

~*~*~

Aubrey woke me up. I took a look at the time and it was 4:30a.m.

"Aubrey, do you know what time it is?" I asked him sitting up. He looked like he's had a rough night and it also looks like he's been crying. "Have you been crying?" I asked. He was silent for a second. "Aubrey are you okay?" I asked holding his hand.

"Uh, here." He gave me this notebook. I opened it and it had songs, poems, pictures, and random thoughts and dreams inside. "Turn to the last page of the book." I turned to the last page and started to read. It said:

~(Last Years Entry)

An Angel cam to me in a dream a few minutes ago and said.. " GOD WILL SEND YOU A GIRL WHO WILL HAVE A KIND AND CARING HEART, A GIRL WHO WILL LOVE YOU FOR YOU, A GIRL WHO WONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FLAWS. TREAT HER RIGHT. DONT BE LIKE THE OLDER AUBREY. BE YOUR OWN AUBREY! SHE WILL NOT BE PERFECT, BUT SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU. WHO SAYS 2 BROKEN HEARTS CANT LOVE? TREAT HER HOW YOU WANNA BE TREATED, LOVE HER LIKE YOU'LL WANT TO BE LOVED. WHEN SHE COMES, BE READY. AND OF COURSE, KEEP PRAYING AND PRAISING THE LORD. ALRIGHT, IM OUT. BYE!!" And then a bright light appeared and I awoke in my room. I am man enough to admit that I cried. I cried because, who gets a dream from an Angel and the fact is that dream gave me hope, hope for the future. Turn the page back one.

"Wait, Wait. I have a question." I said. He just nodded without looking at me. "Who's the old Aubrey?" He sighed and mumbled.

"That was my father. The guy who treated my mom the wrong way." He was still looking forward. Something was still off about him.

"Are you okay Aubrey? Something isn't right about you. I don't know what it is, and I will figure it out no matter how long it takes." He finally looked at me, but his eyes were wide open, but they had this certain spark in them. Like a spark of relief...

"Just turn to the page before it." He simply said. I turned and it was a poem.

~Tonight's Quick Write

I sit here and think about that dream from awhile ago

About how I'd find the one and won't be sad any mo'

God would send me a PYT and I would treat her right

I would give her my whole entire life

I would buy her all the finer things

And maybe one day a wedding ring

in do time I'll meet the one

But until then I'll continue to praise and thank him

I think I now know who the one is. Momma always told me that she'd be special, and kind and caring. And this girl is. Well she not just some girl, but a lady. A wise young lady, and that's hard to come by. I feel like she's the one because that same Angel came unto me through a dream again, and the only words he said to me were "Gods gift has been sent." Then he winked at me and a bright light appeared and I woke up. Maybe Taliyah is the one. Maybe. She treats me right, even though we aren't dating, she also is kind-hearted to others. Like, from my older dream, she fits aaalll of the descriptions! Maybe just maybe...

"Woah, I just got chills..." So this is why he's been acting weird! He hasn't been in his right mind, he's just be decisive trying to figure out and put the puzzle piece together.

"Yeaaa..." He was just staring at me. I grabbed his hand and scooted closer to him and we watched Tv the rest of the night.