The Way You Love Me

Introduction

Fantasia

I never really gave much thought of how my life would be. The number one question teachers ask you in school is...what do you want to do with your life or What do you want to be when you grow up? I always found those questions difficult to answer. I have an amazing voice, but I don't know what to do with it. Everyone who has ever heard me sing is always in awe. It wasn't till I met this wonderful person. She didn't just see me for my voice but my beauty, my personality. She was the first person to truly ask me whether I wanted to go to college or just use my voice to sing like everyone says I should do. I never realized how much a person can positively affect your life, but also in a negative way.

I like listening to the rain because it always sounds the same. Even on the days when I can't name my pain at least I know I can stay grounded, by the little drops of water that fall from the sky they'll always be here to tell me hi.... Even when I feel like I can't move, but my brain is yelling at me to get up and groove.

Even when it feels too heavy to take a breath because of the way it has to go up and down on my chest I know I can always come back to the little drops of water that fall from the sky. They never fail to tell me hi..The way they roll down the windows bumping into each other it feels like they always find a way to embrace one another and maybe the rain is the earth's way of giving us a kiss...telling us to slow down, there are things we don't want to miss.

Maybe the pain in my body is trying to tell me the same thing...Slow down be still let go of what you can't change. Which is why I will always love coming back to the rain because the way it falls will stay the same and I know that the little drops of water that fall from the sky.... makes it too hard to ever truly say goodbye.

Taraji

Some people that know me, they tell me I'm too quiet. They say I need to speak louder, Or include myself more. Other people that know me, they tell me I'm too loud. They say I need to speak quieter, and I should be seen but not heard. No matter what I do, people have so much to say. But my question is.... Why do they care so much? I never really got the answer to that question. I didn't really care neither but when I'm with you, nothing else matter. You helped me find myself again, you made me realize that it doesn't matter what people say as long as I'm happy.

I wish I was happy.