honea byrne

I went back to the old spots where Carmelita and I went. Told myself I went to these places to remember how strong our love is. The truth was, is, I was preparing myself for when this all goes bad. Tonight, I am at The Coral. Waiting for the waitress,  I look over the gulf coast beaches at the beautiful sun set. I keep trying  to focus on the sun. My attention is drawn to the couples holding hands.  Then back to my cellphone on the table. It's been too long. Should I call her again to only get no answer. I have all sorts of scenarios going through my mind. Her with a new man. Her parents forbidding her to see me. She probably lied and went back to her husband who lives in Virginia. She just didn't want to tell me the truth. She wants to keep me on the sidelines as her back up plan if and when it goes wrong with him. Oh what the hell am I thinking. She's probably helping her parents get settled. It's only been four days now. Then at the speed of desperation I dial ...

Sleeping alone is the hardest part. I haven’t had much sleep. Used to her by me. I come close to falling asleep at work. I look at the photo of her and I above my computer. I hate this. I thought I had something special now she’s gone. I look at my cellphone for the tenth time today. No call from her.  “You got those reports ready,” the boss says passing by.  “Yes mam.” I haven’t even started. My phone rings. Her. “How come you haven’t called?” I ask. “It hasn’t even been a day… They have the prettiest view of the sunset. We been looking for several houses. I think we found one in our budget… “  I want to ask her if I can come up to see her. It might be too soon. Maybe I should just let it go. I should be working. Yet if I hang up she may not call me back. There’s a lot of money on this project I’m doing for work I could get in a lot of trouble if I don’t finish it by tomorrow. I can finish it at home. “It just doesn’t seem to be the same without ...

Immediately after she told me the news she came on strong like these time together would be the last. I feared asking what would happen to her and me.                   She couldn’t keep her hands off of me. She couldn’t keep her hands off of me at movie theaters during the day, during the late hours, audience, and no audience. “I want popcorn.” “That’s probably not a good idea.” “Why don’t you think it’s a good idea?” She whispered in my ear, then trying to stick her tongue down my inner ear canal. “It might be old. I heard from some where that they often recycle popcorn, pick it up off the floor. If that’s what you want though.” Took about ten minutes to get back to the movie. “Put it in your lap.” I did as she told. She put her hand in the popcorn and started fondling me. She couldn’t keep her hands off of me at the beach during the day; during the night, with and without people there. “Aghh, uggh. Stubbed my toe on ...

I've been granted another chance at love. Everything is coming together so perfect. We've been dating over three months now. To make this three month anniversary special I've decided to take her to a nice place. Been saving money to do this. It's going to be expensive-SHE'S WORTH IT. Is it what is really going on? Or, is it what I am told? Am I doing what is told to me to do? Are someone else’s words taking control of my life? I wonder as the song  “Addicted to love” plays.                                                  “Your mind is not your own.” “Have you put the report together?” Mrs. Stephenson enters into my office distracting my thoughts. “No I haven’t. I’m getting close.” I reply.  "I want them by the end of the day.” She is always so authoritative. Likes to micromanage. She stomps away. I stare at the excel rep...

The embrace of... Animals get close to stay warm. Our bodies meshed with the television blaring in the background. You knew I was too shy, too insecure to cop a feel. Therefore, you had a cassette movie playing Ferris Bueller's Day OFF. When the "Oh Yea," voice came on you were nude, and unfastening my trousers. "I love you." whispers to each others ears. What did? What does? What did it really mean? I really like the way, what you're doing to me right now? Or is it the emotional blackmail of I have you trapped now to do whatever I want/don't want you to do? The smell of the bed sheets was of a calm forest after the rain. Your bed was big. I didn't know how we were suddenly underneath the white sheet as you giggled and I felt your body heat up. I LOVE YOU whispers in the ears. Whispers in those seconds divided, before, in between and after the kisses. In those moments of ecstasy when you, any male thinks, "I should be using protection....

I found my perfect woman. Found her at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. She is the woman of my dreams. The person who is my Spiritual Advisor, aka sponsor, is telling me it's doomed. HE IS WRONG! ... and study what his muted television is showing. It's that show The Bachlorette. All these men doing the most degrading things, like trick ponies, for the hot chick, One does push ups, another takes his shirt off and flexes his pecs, and one even does some silly dance. After each trick the camera zooms on her facial expressions. My Lo'Rd, real life can't be like this!  "She kept explaining, 'You're so much better than him. We used to get into fights over the most silliest things. Like who was going to pay for dinner. I'd have to get him to pay only after begging and pleading. Than he'd bring up all the times I made him feel guilty. We would go all out during our fights. Once I had to hit him with a frying pan to keep him from choking me to death....

GRAPHIC CONTENT: “’I been waiting to do this a while.’ Twenty minutes ago we were on a couch watching a movie at her parent’s house. She says she was twenty three. That still set off a red flag. Then she came closer and closer to me. Then she got her face close to mine. Boldly, I placed my hands on her waist. She got on top of me. Started unbuckling my trousers, I took her shirt off. Don’t even know how her bra got off. Her nipples were so hard. My goodness, it was like having a a pop sickle in my mourn. Went from cold to hot. I felt her whole body heat up. Her sweat dampened my hair on my chest. Now she had me in her mouth. My head got light. Got slightly dizzy. Stumbled back. Fell on the hard rocky path. Then she…” “Let me warn you.” He let out a sigh. My go to guy, also known as, as a sponsor. The guy who guides me through the 12 steps. “Are you ready?” he looked at me with that warning   Sternness entrapping my attention. “Yea I’m ready to be with…” “Damn ...